Ok. For some reason blogspot is showing in Spanish, and since I can't read Spanish, I can't figure out how to change it. Not that I put a lot of time into that one. So I am responding to Avery's Schmesolutions here.

My Schmesolutions for the New Year;

Subsist on chocolate chip cookies. Only. Don't cook them, that would be too much work. Send the kids across the street to beg from the housewifely lady who lives there instead.

Read only the National Enquirer. Fiction is overrated anyway, and the news will drive you to anti-depressants.

Take up drinking. Heavy drinking. Throw in some prescription cocktails for a really good time. Collect shot glasses. Heck, go bar hopping. Sobriety is for the fishes.

Stay in bed all day. You have a headache anyway. The kids know how to use the toaster. Pick up some poptarts for dinner. Or you could feed them cold cereal and save some electricity.

Make Tony walk to and from work uphill both ways. That way his little story will be true.

Unscrew all the light bulbs in the house. Again, electricity.

Gain weight. It's so much more fun, and doesn't involve that tedious stair stepper in the corner, collecting dust.

Budget schmudget.

Open up Tony's computer and let Tara play inside it. Who wants to do homework anyway?

Regan