Every year on New Year’s Eve, my Nanay always told me to make sure I had money in my wallet. This was to ensure that my wallet would be filled all year long. She would also try to avoid spending any money on New Year’s Day. This was to ensure that we would not spend money all year long.
I suppose this means that how you spend your New Year’s Day is indicative of how you will spend your year. I did manage to have money in my wallets (I have two, one for yen and one for dollars…Trust me, it’s easier that way) but without my Nanay there to remind me I forgot to make sure I had everything I would need that day. I had to buy veggies for our New Year’s dinner.
I guess this means I will be eating veggies all year. That’s fine with me. I like veggies. I didn’t always like veggies. I used to be very selective about my vegetables. I limited myself to corn and tomatoes with the occasional foray into lettuce and perhaps a carrot or two.
Then somewhere along the way in college I decided that since I hadn’t tried any other vegetables since I was maybe, hmm, six years old, I would try some new ones. Suddenly a whole new world of tastes was open to me. I began an addiction to green beans. Now I finish all my broccoli before the rest of my dinner. Asparagus stalks are so tasty sometimes I believe they could comprise a whole dinner if I didn’t have another person to satisfy.
On New Year’s Day, Jose and I chose a Japanese mystery veggie to test. A tentative Facebook identification by my aunt, a vegetable expert, names it a burdock. It tasted like a tasteless potato, slightly sticky. Not shabby. We steamed it because we didn’t know what else to do with it. I didn’t die. I survived. It cost us approximately a dollar.
So hopefully the new year is full of vegetables. And trying new things. And rather large turkey dinners. Time with my husband. Having money, and being able to spend it on feeding ourselves and others.
Tammy asked me today what my resolutions are, and I have many. There are all the standards of course, to be more organized, to work out regularly, to pray more constantly. But every year I write down my resolutions in my sketchbook, so half way through the year when I feel lazy and I’ve forgotten what I was doing I can revisit my ideas and make sure I’m heading in that direction.
There are new ones this year too. Saving for a house. Starting a family. Practicing sustainability. Learning new skills. Making art and photos on a steady basis. Sharing those things with others more openly. Staying connected with family and friends.
I love New Year’s because it renews one’s sense that one can start again, and all those false starts on goals and failures can be turned around into actual accomplishment. I believe its why God created days, so we can begin again. We all need to start afresh, and New Year’s allows us to try again on the big projects in our lives.
Father Brian, the priest who married us, gave us a blessing after his homily, “May your ideas always be as fresh as your vegetables.” I think it was the most awesome thing anyone could have possibly said to me on my wedding day. I want that for the new year, and my whole life. Fresh ideas, and fresh vegetables. Sounds tasty.