Sunday, July 1, 2012

Shiny and NEW



I had never before understood why companies had their "end of YEAR" or even better - "start of YEAR" in any other month except the obvious - January.  January ONE to be exact.  That is logical and American and all things normal. Yeah.  I get it now.  You start when you say you want to start and it just somehow works.   Welcome to my NEW YEAR.  I'm new.  Not really - I'm not covered in meconium or blood nor have I recently been re-baptized - but this is my new year.  I always tried to pick an idea and/or topic for each year when everyone else is committing to a gym or a relationship or kissing someone random I would try to pick an idea to follow.  One year it was to knit everyday for a year.  Lasted about 4 days and then someone barfed on my project and I just lost interest.   The Chinese go bat-shit crazy at their New Year and that lasts like 14 days!  They even have cool special money.  I like that.  I want cool special money.

Why July you ask?  Well thank you random thought for asking why July?  I am a heat seeking missile named Katie.  When I say I am a sun junkie - I don't mean it like "yeah, I ski a little now and then and I guess I like golf a bit." If the sun is shining and it's above 80 degrees out I NEED to be out in it.  In a, "Hello, my name is Katie and I worship the sun on an obsessive level."   I crave it like a drug.  I've decided I am solar powered and that makes me look all "green" and shit.  If I were to die because of the sun or a sun related unpleasantness it would fit.  It would be like a sky diver crashing to earth and people then would say - well at least he died doing what he loved - or some equally stupid thing people say because they don't have a clue what to say in the face of death.  Though like the person who smokes two packs a day and drinks a quart of gin every day and lives to 93 and then gets hit by a bus - I'd like to say life is just that freaking random. . . .   I truly believe that the Jehovah, Yahweh JESUS God of both the old and the much hipper NEW testament TOTALLY rocks this place - I also am not so arrogant (right I just declared I KNOW who God is and I'm NOT being arrogant!!!) as to pretend to say I have any freaking clue what the Hell He's doing down here.  I like to think He's got a handle on things - what with being God and all but I also know that little kids die retrieving arrant balls in the street.  Life is just that random.  "So Debbie Downer," you may be asking - "what the heck does July and New Year have to do with anything?"  Well, Dear Reader take heart.  What I am proposing is that the word for this year - the word that is going to fit for my year - starting on this "SATAN'S BALL SACK" hot first day of July (and yes "Satan's ball sack hot" is a meteorological term - I'm certain they use it all the time on the weather channel) is "Regenerate."


I had been thinking about this a lot and tossed about some words that either made me sound like an anti aging campaign - Rejuvenate - Renew - Revive, or a Car Commercial - Re-invented - Re-engineered - Re-inspired.  I hit on Regenerate since like all of the other Re's I came up with it's an AGAIN thought.  This is NOT my first rodeo folks.  I'm 40 almost 3.  This block has been GONE around.  Yet, I get to do it all AGAIN.  THOUGH the beauty part is that THIS it - is a different it from the first time.  It's a different IT because I'm a different me.  I'm drastically different than I was 15 - 10 - 7 - even 2 years ago and I'm not just talking the crow's feet and laugh lines.  I'm flakier in some places and a lot tougher in others - but I'm still standing and people seem to still want to show up and love me everyday and that speaks volumes.   


Then there's "Generate."  It makes me think of a lot of things.  It sounds completely self-sufficient - like an alchemy of thoughts - something from nothing - a conception of what is totally new - uncharted and undiscovered but surprisingly -  has been there waiting all along.  


Also - it makes me think of something that was lost that is regenerated. Few things can pull this off successfully.  I choose to be one of them.  Join me.  

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