The Hummus Bowl
There are a billion versions of the grain bowl /…
I have a lot of resolutions this year. Actually, I think I’ll call them something else…hopes, maybe.
I hope that I can make exercise a daily habit. I hope I can take walks on most days. I hope I can eat well, using In Defense of Food as a guide for choosing more whole, real, local and organic foods when I’m able to. I hope I can do this without creating harsh rules for myself, so that I can still enjoy eating. I hope to join a CSA. I hope to enjoy taking courses at the local community college. I hope to find volunteer work that lights me up inside. I hope to continue to cultivate romance and passion with my husband. I hope to support him as best as I can as he dreams and works and achieves. I hope to stay connected with family and friends. I hope to celebrate birthdays and holidays in whatever way feels best for me. I hope to travel somewhere I haven’t been. I hope to be debt-free. I hope to put money in savings. I hope to pare down and live more simply. I hope to create things that make me happy, by sewing, knitting, embroidering, carving, writing, etc. I hope to stop comparing myself to other women, in beauty, clothes, hair, and perceived success. I hope to have good health, to take care of my teeth, and to have occasional haircuts, manicures and pedicures. I hope to keep reading for fun, and to continue to enjoy the written word.
I hope that all these hopes can keep me uplifted and help me reach toward goodness and happiness.