Take whatever life throws at me and embrace the good, then tell the bad to go fuck itself.
Believe in Fairies, if they are good enough for my three year old to spend time lecturing me on then they must be true, right ?
Accept that life doesn't go according to plan, even mine. If it did I would be Hugh Hefner and my missus would be happy to share her old fart around (and super models would like me just for me).
Tell people that I love that I do, more often, even my M8's who I get in a headlock when I'm pissed and slur "I luv ya M8". (anyone who has lost a good M8 this year will get this)
Accept that I am not Einstein and do not have all the answers to life the universe and everything in it, I cant afford all the modcon's and latest must haves, Am not the perfect neighbour, Don't drive the latest model car and my kids don't always score triple A's at school.
Deal with my middle aged gut spread by calling it the fuel tank for my love machine, My smoking habit of thirty years by reasoning that there is less homicides and a lot more small furry animals still living as a result of it, and my drinking habit because I like it.
Finally, take solace that nearly 99% of all the above and below resolutions will fail and that I have been honest with myself and those around me. :lol: