2001-01-01, Monday

Since this the first day of the year, and I suppose of the decade, century and millennium, we are taking a little extra care at our house this evening to set out on the right foot, and to say aloud what we hope and expect to do this year. Other people seem to plan their lives much more diligently than we do -- we don't really plan at all, to be honest -- but in this very small way, for just these few minutes, we'll do it. I asked the kids to write their predictions for the coming year. And I've made a resolution: I'm going to write every day this year. Maybe not much, and maybe not about anything worthwhile, but at least three good sentences a day.