New Year’s Resolution: It’s all Greek to me.

January is the first month of the Roman calendar.  In 153 BC, the Romans created a mythical King Janus as the head of the Roman calendar.  He had two faces, one to see the past and one to see the future. And my guess, the Romans started this tradition.

These are the pleasures I get in making a new year’s resolution:

  • I love to dream
  • no intention of fulfilling it
  • on telling people what I resolve to do
  • on hearing them say “Good on you”

It’s satisfaction guaranteed.

How can I resolve to stop eating chocolates when I still have so much left-over from Christmas and still eating them?  The stores have started displaying the valentine chocolates already.

So there!  King Janus is just a myth and so is new year’s resolution.

Image source: Wikipedia

Funny Valentine

How time flies! Jim and I have been married now for 32 years. We are blessed with six wonderful children. 
Looking back, it baffles me how we got together against all the odds. He’s Protestant. I’m Catholic. He’s quiet, reserved and shy, and I am loud, cheerful and always laughing. He came to Canada from New Zealand in 1970, and I arrived from the Philippines in 1976. In 1978, our paths crossed in a disco club. I was there with my friends and sister. Jim was “window shopping” with his friends. 
He tells people that he “picked” me, but I tell them that I was the one that seduced him with my dancing. I like teasing him and bossing him, and he doesn’t mind being told what to do. I suppose our differences are what attracted us to each other! We got married four years after meeting. His siblings came for the wedding and were surprised when they met me. I wasn’t the submissive “Oriental” girl they had in mind! I laughed so hard. And I’m still laughing. –   Evelyn Logan 

Evelyn is a year older than me. 
The fact of the matter I met Jim first at the disco place.  There were four of us girls who just want to have fun, I was the youngest. Four men came in our circle.  The girls choose who they want to be that evening, and I was left with the left-over; ended up with Jim since nobody chose him.  Later that evening, Evelyn came telling me she likes Jim.  Translate that in a sibling way, I want what you have.  I said sure.  So, I told Jim, “Hey, my sister likes you.”  Jim was insulted as if I was brushing him off.  
Anyway, to make a long story short; they got married.  I was the bridesmaid, Godmother to their first-born and then some. 
Her second son posted this on CBC News.  And here I am, sharing the best love story for today.