On 2012's Resolutions

For as long as I can remember, neither I nor any one family member has been to keen on committing to a New Year's Resolution. I know that this is typically when people decide they want to exercise more, eat healthier, quit smoking, etc., but I also know that most resolutions never make it out of February. And sometimes even January! So I never really had any intentions of creating "resolutions" for the year of 2012. (As a side note, for all of those health-related things, I know they are difficult. I also know you won't stick to them until you are TRULY ready to make LIFESTYLE changes. That takes some time.)

But last year, I decided, to heck with it. I'm going to do it! Because I have some fun ones that I've been wanting to do for some time now!!

The result: C-

Let's recap what my 2012 resolutions were:

1 new local restaurant each month, totaling 12 new local restaurants for the year.

The Result: 9 new restaurants.

Blogged: 7

9/12 not so bad. Fail on blogging and picture taking.

See them here:

January. February. March. April. June. August. August part 2 to try to catch up.

1 book each month, totaling having read 12 books the entire year.

The Result: 4 out of 12 of the books I intended to read.

According to my "Reading List" page: 8 books.

According to mygoodreads.com profile: 12 books

Blogged: 5

FOUR OUT OF TWELVE?! I'm ashamed!

Apparently the only 5 I blogged about, I put all in one post here:

Recent Readings.

Overall, I'm really not too disappointed in reaching 9/12 and 4/12. Guess that just comes with never really having done resolutions before.

So what did I learn?

+I apparently really like American bistros and barbecue. and Mexican food, because one of the restaurants I didn't blog about was also Mexican.

+I tend to read A LOT less when I have people to hang out with.

+These types of resolutions are fun and not once did I feel guilty about not meeting a month.

+Sometimes, you start a book with good intentions. Then it's like torture trying to finish it (Pride and Prejudice.)

+I didn't meet everything I wanted to do in 2012, but it was still a pretty kick ass year!

I never decided on anything I wanted to try to accomplish in 2013. In all honesty, it may just be "read as many books as possible," "do as many tourist-y things I can in Tulsa," and "try to eat at lots of different restaurants when we go out instead of the same ol' stuff every time (not that same ol' is bad!)."

So far, I think I've done a fairly good job of just those!

p.s. Are you on goodreads? Find me here! goodreads profile

6 months

6 months.

24 weeks.

180 days.

4320 hours.

259200 minutes.

That is how long Dillon and I have been together.

I know it was a little dramatic, but guys, this is a big deal for me. I had a couple serious boyfriends in high school, one that I was even crazy about for years after high school. But none of it worked out, and now I know for good reason. Even every boyfriend since high school, I've gotten bored of everything to do with the relationship within 3 months, and just let it kind of die off.

I've tried convincing Dillon that he is wonderful and can do better, especially with the struggles we've been having lately. But he won't hear of it, and that makes me love him even more. Yes, you read that correctly, love. Since certain relationships, I've decided that I am going to be the crazy fun single aunt the rest of my life, and I loved the thought of it. I never wanted marriage and kids, unless I could adopt them. But since Dillon, my whole thought of everything has changed. I've never met any man who has ever been so loving, caring, giving, and supportive to me. And if you knew about my daddy issues, you would understand.

I'm stubborn, I'm crazy, and I'm very independent. It's hard to love and care for a person like me romantically, but he does. And I definitely think this is meant to last. There aren't any wedding bells or anything like that, just two silly peeps hanging out, being a team, living life the way it should be, and loving each other.

To Dillon: Thank you for everything you've done for me the past six months. I never would have thought I would want to spend the rest of my life with a man until I met you. I also never thought I would ever see you outside of Torchy's after that first night. And I also never thought that you were interested in me, even though you semi-half-proposed to me the night we met. Are you sure you still want to be with me? Because I still want to be with you. I love you more than I ever knew I was capable of feeling. The last six months have been some of the best in my life. Here's to many, many, many more. Love you grease monkey.