Do I need a new year’s resolution?  Or am I already perfect?  You be the judge: today I read a book that is considered one of the world’s best (of a living writer); prepared home made Mexican sweet garlic soup with feta cheese, green onions, tomato dice, avocado, and egg whisked in just before serving; took a bath while reading the Impressive Book and attending to some less than perfect toe callouses; had lunch with a friend; pondered the meaning of life.

How does one improve upon perfection?

Okay, I admit it: I also ate seven Turtles (rah! rah! rah!).  And did some rather unlady-like picking at the aforementioned callouses.  Perhaps I could resolve to simply be perfect at all times, rather than just most?

I think I’ll resolve to be very attentive to my nutrition.  I got a book about nutrition for vegetarians, and it’s about time I made a more serious study of it.  Time to make sure I’m hitting all the benchmarks for advised intake of micro and macro nutrients.  Aaaaaand, dare I say it, to exercise regularly.  When it gets warm it will be easy, since I love cycling, but I absolutely hate cycling in poor weather so I need some kind of rain substitute.  Maybe I’ll take up swimming?

What are your resolutions?