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		<title>Jeez, I&#8217;m out of it for a little while, everyone gets delusions of grandeur!</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Han Solo:  &#8221;Chewie? Chewie, is that you?&#8221;
    [Chewie grabs Han and shakes him]
Han Solo:  &#8221;Ch-Chewie! I can&#8217;t see, pal. What&#8217;s going on?&#8221;
    [Chewie barks]
Han Solo:  &#8221;Luke? Luke&#8217;s crazy! He can&#8217;t even take care of himself, much less rescue anybody.&#8221;
    [Chewie barks again]
Han Solo:  &#8221;A Jedi Knight? Jeez, I&#8217;m out of it for a little while, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Han Solo:  &#8221;Chewie? Chewie, is that you?&#8221;<br />
    [Chewie grabs Han and shakes him]<br />
Han Solo:  &#8221;Ch-Chewie! I can&#8217;t see, pal. What&#8217;s going on?&#8221;<br />
    [Chewie barks]<br />
Han Solo:  &#8221;Luke? Luke&#8217;s crazy! He can&#8217;t even take care of himself, much less rescue anybody.&#8221;<br />
    [Chewie barks again]<br />
Han Solo:  &#8221;A Jedi Knight? Jeez, I&#8217;m out of it for a little while, everyone gets delusions of grandeur!&#8221;<br />
<em>     Star Wars VI: Return of the Jedi</em></p>
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<p>Eating well, living well, loving well, staying healthy, getting fit &#8211; I&#8217;m seeing those themes a lot again lately. Ah, the new year is upon us. Don&#8217;t get me wrong, I&#8217;m not knocking such goals. Frankly, it&#8217;s impressive to see so many people looking deeply, evaluating what&#8217;s working and what&#8217;s not, committing to a better future, whatever way that may be. I&#8217;m getting a bit jaded is all. Easy come, easy go seems to be how the merry-go-round of resolutions has gone since they were first begun. When did people start making New Year&#8217;s resolutions, I wonder? Maybe I make resolutions and don&#8217;t even realize it because I don&#8217;t start them on the first of January. Maybe my own goals and aspirations are just a poor man&#8217;s substitute for not really pulling out all the stops and committing to something in writing. Then again, maybe not. Forward movement, that&#8217;s really what I&#8217;m after.</p>
<p>Just to join in, here&#8217;s a few things I missed this year that I&#8217;d like to get back into my life for 2009.</p>
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<li><span>First, I miss vegetables growing in my front yard. Perhaps my neighbors didn&#8217;t miss them, but I sure did. We joined a local <span>CSA</span> last summer and I was unsure how many veggies we&#8217;d be getting at any one point in time, so I filled the veggie bed with flowers instead. But I miss veggies in my front yard I found, so I&#8217;ll be placing tiny little seeds in hearty soil come spring and hoping for a bumper crop &#8211; even with all the <span>CSA</span> veggies.</span></li>
<li>Second, I miss seeing the Lake on a regular basis. I missed listening to crashing waves, seagulls and splashing kids. So we&#8217;ll pack up the car, drive to the beach, slather on the sunscreen and know that we missed some essential spot which will burn like mad. We&#8217;ll come home sandy, tired and happy. Rinse and repeat.</li>
<li><span>Third, I miss sleeping in a tent, walking away from everyone in the middle of the night to see a map of stars laid out across the sky, and cooking over a campfire. We&#8217;ll grab <span>Padawan</span> Learner&#8217;s buddy, <span>Biggs</span>, and head off to save the galaxy from a campground far, far away.</span></li>
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<p>And just because they make me happy, here&#8217;s some things that I&#8217;m really glad about from 2008.</p>
<ul>
<li><span>We &#8211; meaning the people we paid to do the actual </span>work<span> - insulated the roof and the walls, put in new energy efficient (and, if I might say so, lovely) windows, completely resided the exterior and had all the heating ducts <span>scrubbed clean</span> - without going even a penny into debt. Years of savings were put to their intended use. The house is so much more pleasant to live in that I&#8217;d do it again in a heartbeat.</span></li>
<li><span>I got to know my <span>niece</span>, Princess Leia, a lot better. From the obnoxious little girl that she was as a child and through the bewildering teen years, I have always loved her but I have grown to really </span><span style="text-decoration:underline;">like</span> her as well this year. Life hasn&#8217;t been easy these past 15 months for anyone in the extended family, but it has brought out a strength of character in this beautiful young woman (seriously, she&#8217;s gorgeous!) that is remarkable. As an added bonus, things seem to be thawing a bit between her mom and my family, for which I am particularly thankful.</li>
<li><span> <span>Padawan</span> Learner, Dad <span>Windu</span> and I finished the year out in good health and <span>DW</span> still has a fair-paying job that he enjoys (most of the time). Food, clothing, shelter. Check, check, check.</span></li>
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<p><span>A few things in 2008 did surprise me, like the fact that my overall cholesterol count went up from a very <span>braggable</span>, thank.you.very.much 140 to a still respectable 170, but the ratio of good to bad deteriorated a fair bit. So I&#8217;ve gone back to walking daily and eating oatmeal for breakfast, despite the fact that I need to put brown sugar in it to make it palatable (which is pretty fast-acting and decidedly </span><span style="text-decoration:underline;">not</span> good for keeping my blood sugar levels on an even keel), or I should say I needed<span>  to do that. Although I vocally poo-<span>poo&#8217;d</span> how my friend M-T&#8217;s Mom (<span>here-forth</span> to be known as Yoda, for her endless wisdom) eats her oatmeal plain &#8211; double yuck &#8211; or with dried cherries in it, I am now a devotee of 1/3 cup of dried cherries in my big bowl of oatmeal every morning. Leave it to Yoda to teach me about eating something as elemental as oatmeal.</span></p>
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