It's a snowy day here. So snowy, in fact, that nobody in my house went to school or work today. I've spent the morning sipping coffee, and making progress on the sock I'm knitting, and thinking about the year ahead. I am by nature a planner and a lover of lists, so a new year feels like an exciting time to me. A time to start over, to be a better version of myself, to make new and better habits. I know a lot of people hate the idea of New Year's Resolutions. They feel like they are setting themselves up to fail year after year, but I think that's much too harsh. If you didn't run the marathon you wanted, did you at least run more than the year before? That's success! My goal last year was to try a new recipe every week. I absolutely did not achieve that. I could feel like I failed, but in truth, I made almost 30 new recipes last year! And my family liked most of them! How is that failing? I feel pretty damn...