We had people over for New Year's Eve, as usual - the same people as the Christmas party, but a scaled-down version of the festivities, with music and conversation and usually a game or two. This year I had bought Canadian charades, which was very fun and amusing and would have been really difficult if we hadn't decided to forego using the timer. I enjoy observing the different processes employed by various players of charades. Some people pick a card and immediately grab their head as if the difficulty level has given them an aneurysm while others just get on with it. If the first technique doesn't get any good guesses, some people will change it up while others go with just repeating the same gesture or ceasing the motions altogether and just staring at everyone expectantly.







The two things I had to act out were Portage la Prairie and Lake Superior. For the first one I mimed putting a canoe on my head and Matt got it immediately, while half the room had never heard of it. For the second I acted like I was diving into a body of water and someone eventually got Lake, and then Collette guessed Lake Superior before I had to mime looking down my nose at everyone. Various other clues were Winnie the Pooh (Janet mimed sitting on a toilet and someone got it from that), Just for Laughs Comedy Festival (that was hard), smoked salmon, and Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever, which I got only because Michael has talked about it many times because he wants one, and he was really mad that I got it first.









The pics are mainly to show that when people come to our house they all wear thick sweaters, while I will be sleeveless and still too hot. I also offer cardigans and fleecy reading socks.
The whole "2026" thing is hitting me kind of hard emotionally. I guess something about being past the quarter of the second century I have lived in, along with this being the year I am officially past mid-fifty, is making me feel old and apprehensive. I am trying to stamp that out, because otherwise I feel like my mood is better than usual for this time of year. I had my first alcoholic drink of the holiday season at the new year's eve party, and didn't sleep at all that night. I feel like I recovered from the flu to eighty-five percent, but the cough and snottiness has not subsided entirely. I had stopped taking my opioid cough medicine and cold medicine because I had been taking them for two weeks and that seemed like a lot. I realized yesterday it was kind of dumb not to take the medicine when I still needed it, so I took it all at bedtime and slept for ten hours.
I get Anne Helen Peterson's Culture Study substack, and she said something like "I know it's cool not to make resolutions, but I'm not cool so I do". I feel the opposite, like it's expected to make resolutions and I'm a loser for not wanting to. Some combination of low self-esteem and being raised with Catholic guilt AND the Protestant work ethic just makes me feel like resolutions have to be punitively burdensome, and I will either accomplish them at great personal cost, or fail at them at great personal disappointment. The past year has been good for exercising more - the year before I never made it through a single thirty-day Yoga with Adriene program, and this year I made it through two, with other sessions in between. I also started tracking that and most other exercise in a notebook at the desk in the yoga room. Sadly I am too lazy to go up and find that notebook and count how many days I actually exercised, which would be the obvious next thing for this post. Oh well.
I feel pretty happy about the fact that much of my reading was instead of doom-scrolling also, and that I stopped scrolling my phone in bed in the morning. This is also my eighth (possibly ninth) year working in libraries when I didn't actually believe I would ever have a library job while I was doing my diploma.
My current plan is to keep doing what I'm doing and putting more effort into not feeling guilty about what I'm not doing. Or about sleeping when I need to sleep. Also, I think I'm going to make a list of small achievable goals and another one of really good things that are already in my life, and paste them up somewhere really visible, because I have ADD and lack object permanence.
More books tomorrow!

13 comments:
LOL at you in your sleeveless while everyone else is bundled up. My in laws are at opposite ends of the heat spectrum. My FIL is hot, and was wearing short sleeves. My MIL is freezing, and was in her puffy coat inside, while the heat was set at something horrific like 75. Miserable.
I am with you on Resolutions. I don’t mean that I want to live my life without any goals or be directionless. On the other hand, it’s worked for me so far, so why change things now?
I love that you offer sweaters and socks! I, too, am always hot, and so is Minnie, who wore her swimsuit on the 40-degree beach least week.
I am also a recovering Catholic. The guilt and shame spirals are REAL!! I went years without setting goals because I did not need another reason to feel bad about myself or another way to assess my performance. But last year I did 25 in ‘25 and there were a lot of fun things on the list like going to the movies, going to children’s theater productions, etc. And I did really well with that list. But the goals are so low key and barely any were stretch goals. I did 22/25 but i built the list in a way that I was going to accomplish most.
Your NYE party sounds so so fun! I love a house party. I do not like bars at all. If I am there at midnight something has gone terribly wrong. I want to be cozy and to sit on couches and to not be in a loud environment. So a house party is where it’s at!!
Oh wow. I'm glad i was not at your party because I would have sucked at those charades!!! I'll bet you guys had a blast though.
I can't seem to make myself set any goals or resolutions for 2026- it's like my brain hasn't fully accepted tht Christmas is over and January has started. I need to get my butt in gear and DO SOMETHING.
Looking forward to more books!!!
"My current plan is to keep doing what I'm doing and putting more effort into not feeling guilty about what I'm not doing." - perfection. PERFECTION!!!!
It's so funny, it didn't even occur to me to notice the sweaters and then you in sleeveless, because...have I even seen you in a sweater? I feel like I haven't. So it just seemed perfectly normal to me - and it IS normal, we all have different internal thermostats. Thermostats? What am I trying to say. Ah, you know what I'm getting at.
Charades! So fun! So hard! BABY FISH MOUTH BABY FISH MOUTH. Okay, that's not charades but still. Relevant!
1. I would have eaten ALL of that guacamole.
2. For over a decade I have been lauding the Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever. It is a beautiful and underappreciated breed, and I cannot get over how it has not swept Best In Show at ALL dog shows. I have begged the Authorities In Canada to investigate this, as I think there is some sort of Anti-Canadian conspiracy afoot.
3. I was raised RC, am now atheist (because of it), and I am still working my way past guilt and shame and the anti-woman bias of that religion (not that they are alone in the latter). I get it.
4. You are such a party lady. I am the total opposite.
I love that there is such a game as Canadian Charades.
Your dress looks wonderful - both color and style.
I vaguely feel like if I am the host of the party, I get too warm vs everyone else. But chilly at other people's houses.
It's great that you're not the kind of mom that makes her dress too warm! Mine was, and it was SO ANNOYING.
Oh wow, Lisa, how did it take me so long to find you? The synchronicity here! Our group does house parties for some occasion almost every month and it's always pretty laid back.
You do NOT have to get your butt in gear any more than you actually do already. And the nice thing about being with this group of friends for so long is nobody really cares about sucking at stuff, because Charades is definitely not my forte.
Yes, thermostats, exactly! I DID wear a sweater once this month - maybe twice! But that was just to go outside with no coat! Baby fish mouth will ALWAYS be relevant, best movie ever.
That is funny because I do not think of myself as a party lady at all. If not for my friends I would be a hermit.
I can't wait to tell Michael about your love for the NSDTR.
The post-traumatic Catholic disorder solidarity is so comforting.
I just picked up the game while Christmas shopping, I think we're going to get a lot of mileage out of it.
Thank-you, I got the dress in November on a visit with a friend and it is a new favourite!
Hosting is definitely an overheating sort of job. But I'm almost always too hot.
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