George Eliot’s 2014 throw down

Drumroll….  Today is the first anniversary of dipping my big toe into the blogging pool.  AGMA is a year old!

And this is the first time in a year I’ve reread my first post (see below…) Surprise – it’s not nearly as awful as I’d imagined it would be.  I certainly was a woman of fewer words…  Good thing or bad thing?

If you’re wondering how I did, I got six out of ten.  But some were cheats because I knew they were going to happen.  But I’m going to count them anyway.  It’s my blog.

I got two likes on my first post and no comments.  So I’ll ask again…

What about you?  What mountains are you going to climb in 2015?  What relationships will you work on mending? What promises to yourself are you going to keep?  What abundant, overflowing gifts you possess are you going to share with the world?

Happy New Year to all of you wonderfully brilliant blogging buddies!

I positively chomping at the bit to read all about your adventures in 2015!

Aging Gracefully My Ass


“It’s never too late to be what you might have been.”

Chewy, hopeful words penned by Mary Anne Evans (1819-1880), aka George Eliot, British novelist and one of the leading writers of the Victorian Era.  I am all over that Mary Anne, you wild child you!  2014 – no resolutions – just being resolute.

The year to learn how to ride a bicycle.

The year to zip line for the first time.

The year to maybe entertain the notion of training for a marathon.  Did I say that out loud?

The year to keep the promise made when I started massage school in 2008.

The year to add a little bit of sugar to some not-so-sweet relationships – ouch!

The year to visit The Clermont Lounge and Johnnies Hideaway. Yeah – I said it!

The year of long hugs, thank you very much Linda!

The year to climb a bridge…

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