Well, nothing like a 6 month break in between posts, huh? And since I've had my novel-that-will-never-get-written open for a good 20 minutes now and haven't written a word, I figured a blog post was the next best thing. At least I'm writing something. Granted, this something is not furthering my protagonists in their journey, but oh well.
I'm not really sure where this is going to go, since I'm not sure what I want to write. I think the first place I went wrong with my attempt at writing today was putting my new Hanson live DVD on in the background. I honestly thought it would serve as good background music and inspiration. Instead, it is serving as an excellent distraction, as I keep actually WATCHING the DVD to see what is happening on it. Story of my life I suppose. Although it's moment like this one that make me realize that no matter how long I may go without listening to Hanson, I will never be able to let them go. All Taylor has to do is shake that tambourine a few times, and I'm hooked all over again, just like I was in the MMMBop days.
The Hanson thing is interesting too, I think because I've literally grown up with them. Like, Taylor is my age. Granted, he's also married with like 6 kids at this point, and a heck of a lot richer than I will probably ever be (especially if I can't ever finish this damn book I'm supposedly writing), but that feeling of growing up with them I think has something to do with how connected I feel to the band. They are a link between my childhood and my adulthood, and it's almost impossible to listen to them today and NOT think of when I first discovered them, shrieking every time a new video premiered and watching my Tulsa, Tokyo and the Middle of Nowhere VHS tape until I had memorized every single moment of it, and spotted every stray Hanson family member that was lurking in the background. As an adult, my connection to them has obviously mellowed a bit (thank goodness....that kind of obsession takes a lot of work), but I still love their music, and get excited every time something new is released, and struggle with myself every time they come to town as I determine whether seeing them live is worth seeing them at the House of Blues for, and who I can wrangle to go with me (The answer this last October was no...which means next time I probably won't be able to resist).
Perhaps I should move on from Hanson....The holidays just ended. Well, Christmas did at least. It's funny how Christmas has changed as I've gotten older, too. I still love Christmas, and the promise of seeing family that I see less and less now that everyone is older, with busier lives. And it's interesting now that we have two little ones running around to see their reaction to Christmas and presents. It's so weird to be on the flip side of that excitement, because it doesn't feel like all that long ago that I was the little kid in that equation. Growing up is so weird. But Christmas was nice. It was fun, there was plenty of good food, and obviously time with family. Patrick's entire family was at his mom's, which was nice. We even got a white Christmas in the end, although that was far less exciting when it came to driving home in it. It really was one of the best Christmases I can remember in awhile, even though Christmas day ended with Patrick and I on the couch, crying at the Doctor Who Christmas episode (Yeah, we're dorks...so what?).
And now, a new year is upon us. I'm sure last year I wrote something about how my goal was to write every day (even though I knew I wouldn't keep that resolution), and I failed spectacularly, as usual. I have no idea what this new year will bring. It will bring my graduation from grad school, which is both exciting and scary. Beyond that, though, who knows what will lay in store for us. I'm not going to sit here and list a bunch of resolutions that I'll probably fail miserably at following through on anyway. There are plenty of things that I'd like to improve upon or finish. But I've been off work for over a week now, and the only real accomplishment I have achieved is watching the first season of Masters of Sex before it disappeared from my OnDemand. So I should probably set my goals pretty low for now. If all goes REALLY well in 2014, maybe I'll have that book finished.
Which I suppose is what I should (try to) get back to now. Maybe I can get a paragraph or two in before Patrick gets off work, and dinner needs to be made (ha!). I apologize for the rambling, as I'm sure this is all over the place and I shouldn't even post it. But I am, so...yeah.
Happy New Year!
