New Year's Eve

It is 10:23 pm on New Year's Eve 2012. I am at home, alone (by my own choice), watching season 1 of Parenthood - a gift from my cute little sister. I am currently on episode 3. I have spent all day by myself, and I've had a great day. I went to Trader Joe's in SLC this morning. I'd been to other Trader Joe's before, but this time I was able to walk up and down each aisle and look at all the random amazing fun things there. Then I stopped at my favorite little consignment shop on 8th South & 8th East, Emilie Jayne. I always head right for the "green" section of the store to see if there's anything I need, then I wander the rest of the store. I found a few fun things I couldn't live without - a mug tree, an ice cube tray shaped like arrows, and a glass frog (I think that's what it's called - a glass circle with holes all over it to put pens in it).

I've been home all afternoon, enjoying a quiet day doing some random things. I tried out my new snowshoes I got for Christmas from my family. In my backyard.

I'm excited to really try them out. Hopefully this weekend I'll go find someplace to explore.

I started reading my Grandpa Rod's history that I got last week when I went to visit him. I learned that he lived in Salt Lake valley with his family until he was 13, before he moved back to Cache Valley. I had always known that his family was from Cache Valley, for generations back. But when his parents got married they lived in Salt Lake, trying to make a life for themselves there. When the depression was bad, they were struggling, and decided to move back to Hyde Park, closer to their families.

I'm excited to learn more about his side of the family. I have been fully engrossed in the Reeve side of my family for the last 4 years, living with my grandpa here. But I feel like I don't know much about the Waite side of the family. I got a few things from my grandpa's house, so I will hopefully learn some more things.

I put up my spoon collection, or some of it. I don't have enough spoon holders for all of them. 

Some of my spoons from Wyoming. The little one on the right is my very first spoon I got, if my memory is correct.

I bought some new spoons in Napa last week, so I was looking at my collection. I have close to 85 spoons now. Since I had them all out, I decided to take pictures of them. I want to make a little catalog book, with a description of where and when I got the spoons - if I can remember those details. That could be a project for tomorrow.

So now it's 11:39. I guess I can't watch tv and write at the same time.

I was reading a blog this morning and saw this quote that I really like. It is fitting for today.

“May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.” - Neil Geiman

 I like new years, as a time to think about life, and what I want to change or do differently. And about the things I've done this year, the good things. I started a 2012 year in review a few weeks ago. Maybe I should finish that tomorrow. Or Wednesday. 

I haven't made any specific resolutions, yet. I may still do it. But, I just feel like tomorrow is a new beginning. Yes, I know every day is a new beginning, but there is something different about a whole new year. A new chance to do things right. To start some new habits. To get rid of bad habits. 

One thing I want to do this year is write more on this blog. 

So, I'm starting the new year on a good note. A new blog post written. 

Time to watch the ball drop on tv and listen to the fireworks go off outside. (Well, I've been hearing the fireworks for several hours already.)

Happy New Year!