New Year’s Dog

So it’s January 6th — a day after all the strong willed, good people of the world busted out their goals — their blogging goals, personal goals, pictures of their planners.  And then there are people like me.  Who ask for a planner for Christmas ( B got me the pink and gold one I’d been eying at Target), and then just ignore its contents.  Yep, I had this week’s blog posts all written out in that fancy fancy planner — and I didn’t blog at all on Monday.

I’m a terrible goal keeper.

And even worse blogger gal.

Oh well — and this post is just shy of a week being late too.  Whoops.

I will say that this past New Year’s was probably the tamest one we’ve ever had.  And I’m completely fine with that.  Not like being pregnant allows for any sort of staying up/drinking anyway, so I didn’t feel that I was missing out on too much.

B did happen to get reservations at Brio at Brookwood Mall — a fun little Italian place that I had never been to before.  I know they’re a chain, but we really didn’t feel like doing the super fancy thing we did last year or just ordering in take out.  My babe knows how much I love pasta.  And bread.  And cheesecake.

So that’s what we did.  We went out for pasta, came back to the house, got in our jammies and proceeded to torture the dog by trying to make her wear a New Year’s hat.

She was so happy with us, can’t you tell??

I think she secretly loves wearing hats — but pretends to hate it on camera, so everyone feels sorry that we are her parents.

Anyway, since I clearly suck at sticking to goals, I’m not even going to post what I “tentatively” came up with.

I hope everyone had a great New Year’s!  And I hope you are way better at sticking to your goals/resolutions than I am.