Fête, Day 1

Life is hard. So I've decided to make a resolution. Just one, mind you. Don't want to become too energetic. I have my reputation to consider after all. 

I've been wondering what I want this next year to be. And I realized this - I don't want it to be the year I turn 29. Or the year I've only begun grad school. Or the year I haven't exercised in too long. Or the year I'm lonely. Or the year I can't write. Or the year none of my pictures come out right. Or the year I want to run away. Or the year I hide.

2011 is going to be a year for celebrating. 

That's right, 365 days of jubilee.
 I call it, the Fête. 

Okay, so I've been thinking about this for awhile. Wondering if I'll be able to do it. And frankly, 365 days seems like an awful (too much) lot of toasting. But maybe I need a challenge. (And maybe I'll revel creatively). So today, this blog gets a purpose - to find one thing to fête every day. It can be small, or it can be noteworthy. Most days it will probably be small, because life, I think, is made up of many mundane moments. And we must celebrate or die.

Today, Day One, I am proclaiming a new year, a new beginning, a new blog, and a new start, 

by remembering the old:

Our New Year's Eve celebration over in downtown Duluth. I'm not entirely sure why we went except that it sounded less hectic than trying downtown Atlanta. Also, there was supposed to be a snow slide and other fun things. Turns out it was all for little kids, but at least there was hot chocolate!