New Beginnings

It’s a new year, and many of us equate that with new beginnings. We make resolutions and vow we will be a better person, stop smoking, stop cussing, eat healthier and lose weight. So we start off January 1st, a little bleary from the night before. Some of us wake up in the same clothes and socks we wore to the party.

The coffee brews, we rest our sleepy head in our hands on the table and think to ourselves, “Technically, this is a holiday and my resolution REALLY starts tomorrow.”

Bring on the sausage gravy and Bloody Mary!

Then, let’s say we actually stick to our resolution for a few weeks. But what happens next? That’s right. Super Bowl weekend. Even if you are not a football fan, you get in to Super Bowl weekend. It has evolved from a roughly three and a half hour event in which two teams about whom you likely do not care play a game you possibly don’t know well, and in to a weekend long excuse to party while watching the best commercials of the year.

The day of the game, you have a spread of chips, salsa and queso, pizza, your famous chili, cocktail wienies, meatballs, and four different flavors of Buffalo Wild Wings’ boneless wings. You throw in a veggie tray and a vat of ranch dip so that you have “something healthy.” Plenty of Bud and Bud Light, because, it is the Super Bowl, after all, and what can be more synonymous with the Super Bowl than bottles of Bud and Bud Light battling it out? The game starts in the evening , but by 1pm, you and your friends are already one case of beer low and the chili is gone.

The next day, you start your resolution all over again, but just a few days later is Valentine’s Day, it’s raining boxes of chocolates and you make more than one Forest Gump jokes while stuffing the delicious little pieces in to your mouth.

This vicious cycle is why several years ago, I made a final New Year’s resolution. I vowed never to identify a New Year’s resolution again. And so far I have stuck to that!

Now, where did I put that cigar?

Happy New Year!!!