I'm not Antonio Banderas, but imagine me using his voice when I say "Let's Play!"

Did you see the piece by Mary Schmich in the Tribune on Wednesday? Well, we don't always have to be crazy! Reflection is good, right? Here is mine:

In 2005, I gained a niece.

I lost my ability to trust two people.

I stopped exercising.

I started writing another book.

I was hugely satisfied by NaNoWriMo.

And frustrated by my in-laws.

I am so embarrassed that I don't sing well.

Once again, I played with a baby.

Once again, I did not organize my photos.

The biggest physical difference between me last December and this December is 7 fewer pounds.

The biggest psychological difference between me last December and this December is the strength I have cultivated to withstand annoying bullshit.

I loved spending time with my family (not certain in-laws).

Why did I spend even two minutes doing anything for THAT LIAR'S WEDDING?

I should have spent more time in Europe.

I regret buying the poncho I'm wearing right now as I type this.

I will never regret buying those apricot rafia Amalfi sandals even though with that money I could have bought over a week's worth of groceries.

I thought way too much.

I didn't DO enough.

My in-laws drove me crazy.

Was my husband's family crazier than ever last year? Or was it me?

The most relaxing place I went was the Sofitel in Brussels.

I feel so wistful when I write that down.

Why did I go to Walmart?

The best thing I did for someone else was Take grandma to Walmart.

The best thing I did for myself was go to Europe and finish writing another novel.

The best thing someone did for me was babysit (you know why if you've ever done it!)

The one thing I'd like to do again, but do it better, is visit England.