Overly Processed

This past year I've done a lot of processing, and if I were a chicken nugget, I'd probably fall in the Tyson frozen toaster oven ready category of chicken nuggets, when I'd much prefer to be a Chick-fil-a nugget. Those are chopped, breaded, and deep-fried in the Fil-a's version of crack, but they aren't pre-digested for you, and they still taste like chicken. Fortunately and maybe unfortunately for you, I do a lot of that processing on my blog, so when I start posting pictures and some of the silly shenanigans that go down in my house, I feel like I am failing you as a blogger/writer. Then it hit me, maybe other people share my love for Chick-fil-a and maybe I don't always have to digest my life before your eyes.

Honestly, I'm just a little out of material, a little tired, and feel like I'm living in limbo as I nervously wait for this baby. This probably means I am not devoting myself to some of the things I should be and spending too much time trying to rest and recover from this ridiculous ear infection, but it is what it is!

So, here goes my under-processed version of a New Year's resolution.

1. Gain 20 pounds
2. Balance my cheese consumption with fruit and veggie consumption... do smoothies and potatoes count?
3. Up the bow-chicka-wow-wow
4. Play harder and laugh louder with Daniel
5. Continue to choose joy, hope and love over bitterness and fear