New Year's Resolution update - 2005 & 2006
Jan. 3rd, 2006 11:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
brixtonbroodThe last word on my succesful 2005 resolution is, as promised, a post of the greatest paragraph I read last year - by Georgette Heyer's son, explaining the reason for Simon The Coldheart's misguided posthumous reissue.
With the exception of a female living in California who, for reasons which were somewhat obscurely expressed, considered that all her works should be publicly burnt by the hangman, my mother was her own sternest critic, and many years ago had stated that there were some five or six titles which she never wished to see reprinted. This is one of them.
Well it tickled me anyway.
2006's resolution is to give blood three (or more) times, having not donated since 1999 (in my defence I spent an awful lot of that time trying to get pregnant, being pregnant, recovering from giving birth and breastfeeding, but I haven't really got a good excuse for the last 8 months), and is off to a cracking start as I write this with a small, neat plaster on my arm, and the kids have dinky "My Mum Gave Blood Today" stickers. Yeay me (and Him for kid-wrangling whilst I did it) - at this rate I can do four this year. I have a range of other resolutions, but none of them really count as they are not well-defined and measurable, and would collectively require the day to be expanded to 35 hours.
With the exception of a female living in California who, for reasons which were somewhat obscurely expressed, considered that all her works should be publicly burnt by the hangman, my mother was her own sternest critic, and many years ago had stated that there were some five or six titles which she never wished to see reprinted. This is one of them.
Well it tickled me anyway.
2006's resolution is to give blood three (or more) times, having not donated since 1999 (in my defence I spent an awful lot of that time trying to get pregnant, being pregnant, recovering from giving birth and breastfeeding, but I haven't really got a good excuse for the last 8 months), and is off to a cracking start as I write this with a small, neat plaster on my arm, and the kids have dinky "My Mum Gave Blood Today" stickers. Yeay me (and Him for kid-wrangling whilst I did it) - at this rate I can do four this year. I have a range of other resolutions, but none of them really count as they are not well-defined and measurable, and would collectively require the day to be expanded to 35 hours.