I hate New Years Resolutions. There, I said it. I don't make them because I do not keep them. I despise them because others falsely imprison their minds to believe that they can do them. And what really ticks me off is the vague and loose words called "diets" or "exercise" instead of "lifestyle change." Why torment yourself? Why try to make a promise that you know that you will ultimately break. And why oh why do it just to bring in a New Year? If that is the case, a resolution needs to be made at the acknowledgment of a behavior which adversely creates detriment to one's self-either spiritually, emotionally or physically. An resolution should be made at the time of acknowledgment; otherwise waiting for that crap to snowball into more crap creates...more crap. Besides, what makes one happy should not be waited upon for a new year. Every year, drunks get together at parties full of noisemakers and programmed to Dick Clark to sing Auld Lang Syne and

This is what makes you smile. The holidays in Atlanta were wonderful as I spent time with my son. He throughly enjoyed opening his presents, as you can see... Trying to keep up with my family tradition from back home, I wanted him to open up just one present on Christmas Eve. I presented him with a beautifully wrapped gift that he promptly began to open as I was getting my camera. The cute little Bambino couldn't even wait! After listening to Christmas carols and telling my son the real meaning of Christmas, I read him Bible stories and watched him smile. He even stayed up late on Christmas Eve to play with his new toy-a little xylophone. He was so happy. I love to see the cute little smile on his face!!! It's all about these little joys, these simple smiles that I begin to see my own present. At Christmas, I did not have tons of presents under the tree for me. I stayed up late to prepare for a nice dinner for the big day. My feet hurt from the shuttling back and forth for comb