The Year of the Non-resolution Resolution (Or, Why I’m Not Making Promises I May/May Not be Able to Keep This Year)

I'm done with resolutions. My husband is mildly horrified at the idea, but he's wise enough not to say anything. He's also wise enough not to try to guilt-trip me with his own (I'm sure) extensive list, just as I won't question his decision to make the list in the first place. (It's this kind […]