I’m not exactly thrilled about bidding farewell to 2014.

After all, it has been such an incredible year — more has happened in the past 363 days than any previous years combined.

From meeting so many amazing new people that have become close friends to going on some pretty incredible adventures with my family — even managing to make a little side income from what a simply started as a hobby — it has been one heck of a great year.

With that being said, there’s always room for personal growth and improvement.

I’ve set some pretty lofty goals for 2015 — New Years resolutions that I’d really like to keep. To help with the accountability factor, I thought I’d list 5 said resolutions below:

 

 

1. Un Plug More

Okay, as a blogger and social media manager, this might prove to be a tough one. However, I’ve become all-too-used to filling in those in-between moments in life with my glaring little screen. Did you know what I mean?

For example, Jason and I will be at a restaurant on a date and the second he goes to the bathroom or checks a voice mail, I make a mad purse dash for my phone acting as though I hadn’t checked my messages in weeks. Of course, then I have to check Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, both email accounts, etc.

I’m even guilty of taking Tucker for a walk and staring at my screen for most of the trek — so unsafe and silly. And yes, you can often find me at the park with my kids, pushing a child on a swing with one hand, updating my twitter status with the other.

This past week I’ve forced myself to limit screen time — and wouldn’t you know, the world hasn’t come to a screeching halt. Instead of feeling disconnected, I’ve felt more connected to myself and my family than I have in a long time.

 

 

2. Put Down that Bottle

It’s time to cork my little habit for awhile. My poor liver needs a rest.

While I’m not one to wake up to a scotch on the rocks and a Pop Tart (note: that’s a sign you’re in serious trouble), I have no problem  putting the kids to bed and then polishing off half a bottle of chardonnay on a Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday… you get the picture. What’s the harm? It’s technically only 2 glasses, I tell myself. In Europe that’s the norm! However, one look at my expanding thighs and the proof of my problem is in the pudding…. er, in the bottle. Let’s face it, once the sweat pants come on and the lid comes off, so does the bra and any inclinations for exercise seem to vanish with every tasty sip.

I really wasn’t a ‘big wino’ until I left my full-time job a few years ago. All of a sudden, it was like every night was Saturday night.

Working in retail, Jason get Sundays and Mondays off –so that’s our ‘weekend.’ He usually arrives home with a bottle of wine in hand and we’ll get caught up on our shows. But then of course, my friends and family always want to celebrate the weekend on the actual weekend ‘Fridays and Saturdays’ — that’s also when blogging events usually take place. Let’s not forget the biweekly Tuesday family dinners. If I don’t drink wine, I’ll face the “are you knocked up?” question and a few skeptical raised eyebrows. Better have two to nip that rumor in the bud. And down the hatch it goes — again. Gulp.

For the entire month of January, not a drop of sweet, delicious wine will meet my lips — or any alcohol for that matter. I don’t care whose birthday it is, whose ‘Saturday night’ it is or whether I’m mad, sad or celebrating, I’m off the sauce for 30 days. Now don’t worry, I’m not going to go buck wild come February and start popping bottles like Tara Reid. My plan is to only have one ‘Saturday’ a week.

 

 

3. Big News! Wait for it….Pink Laundry ~ The Book

When your brain is floating in a foggy haze of cheap chardonnay, it’s tough to find the will to put down those Salt and Vinegar chips and finally work on ‘that book.’ I won’t bore you with the details, but yes, I’m writing a non-fiction book about our crazy adventures in the digital realm and in real life. I have no clue if it will ever be published — at the very least, it’s going to be a great keepsake for my girls to have when they’re older.If anyone has any connections in the publishing world, you know where to find me 😉

 

 

4. I Used to have a Cute Butt!

Seriously, it was the cutest! I’ve never had much going on in the bra department, but I was certainly stacked in the back. That thing was rock solid.

Nowadays, I’m stacked all right, but also sagging. Nobody wants an eyeful of a saggy sack in yoga pants. I’ve grown accustomed to covering up that bad boy by strategically wearing a sweater around my waist or wearing long tops. Costco yoga pants also do a great job of sucking it all in and putting every thing in place, but they can only go so far. For 2015, I’m bringing my booty back — it’s going to be epic. To do so, Jason and I are both embarking on a fitness challenge — the couple that stays together plays and sweats together. Sounds kinda kinky 😉

 

 

5. NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

It’s just one little word, but I have a heck of a time using it. My inner people pleasing natures hates to disappoint or face confrontation. Instead, I’ll agree to just about anything to avoid having to utter those itty-bitty letters. What 2014 has taught me about not saying no is that you’re bound to upset people in the end anyway, including yourself. You’re going to take on far more than you can handle, stretch yourself way too thin and get sick, stressed and pack on some pounds.

 

 

And there you have it, my five resolutions for 2015. I’d love to hear what resolutions you have in store. Please share them below! xo