Sheryll’s New Year Resolutions
1. Start going to the gym
2. Cut down on sugar.
3. Plan for future.
4. Write more
5. Minimize food spillage
6. Believe in the wonderful things that life has to offer. Life is good. Everything’s going to be great.
9th January, 2009
Life’s bitch and then you die.
Well, so much for Resolution #6. Let’s see how I fared with the others, shall we?
1.Start going to the gym
I went, I saw, I left. The End.
2.Cut down on sugar
This one actually worked out for a few days. And then my colleague comes back from vacation and brings with her this insane Telugu sweet thing called Pootharekulu. No I don’t know what that means. What I DO know is that it’s starch and sugar. Literally. Dried sheets of kanji-like thingums filled with a mixture of powdered sugar and a liquid-y thing I suspect is ghee. It’s so insanely sweet, Willy Wonka would think it’s a bit much. It’s disgusting and I love it. Maybe it’s brings back memories of my childhood (Stealing munchies from the neighbors upstairs. What can I say? I started young), or maybe I just have a death wish. Either way, I fell off the wagon. All the bouncing and ‘amItalkingtoofast?AmI?AmI?’ that happened afterwards was just the sugar talking. I swear.
3.Plan for the future.
Oh I have this one down. First I gotta go to the pet store and buy a dozen cats which I will name Jefferson, Mr. Tibbles, and so on. Then off to Commercial Street and buy me some kitty cat motif dishes and about three thousand lace doilies. Give it a few years and my future as crazy cat lady is set.
4. Write more.
An Ode to Porridge
Porridge, you taste like milk and grit,
Fueling my flair for the dramatic.
Why Goldilocks broke into a house for it,
Seems to be a bit masochistic.
Porridge, you taste like milk and grit,
Fueling my flair for the dramatic.
Why Goldilocks broke into a house for it,
Seems to be a bit masochistic.
What? No?? Really? OK.
Hmph.
5. Minimize food spillage
‘She failed miserably’, said the mountain of rice dropped unceremoniously on the kitchen counter.
Sigh.
On the plus side, Christmas ’08 was wonderful. It’s been 8 years since we last celebrated it as a family, so this time we really went all out. The tree! The decorations! The food! The gifts! And of course, the inevitable drama over scented body lotion (You know who you are!! Stealer of gift meant for Sheryll!). Where was I? Oh yes, Christmas parties with silly games like hip charades (You try spelling out ‘sweet’ with your hips), french charades and ‘meow’. Actually, I was introduced to meow a year ago and I’m still reeling under its mushroom cloud-like aftermath.
Most thrillingly, we won the coveted ‘Best AY team’ prize. To all those who helped –THANKS!! Big shout-out to Willie, Rohit P. and my baby sister Shivonne (OK! So she’s 20. Sue me.)
Happy New Year y’all. And may the force be with you.
