A few days before the New Year, I asked Peter if he had any resolutions. He was silent. “Babe, any? Any resolutions this year?” “Nope,” he yawned. “I’m good. You?” Ha. Of course he had none. He’s a guy and  well, “perfect.” Me? Well, let’s just say for the next 15 minutes  I carefully dissected myself, my flaws, my hopes and dreams for the new year and how all those things would intertwine, unravel, and shape up to become one perfectly perfect person. On January 6th. Because the 1st was in the middle of the week and no one ever had a fresh start on a Wednesday. So here we are. Officially, January 2014… and I ...Read More