Today is New Year’s Eve. Tonight, people all over the world will put on sparkly dresses to go out to fancy parties and clubs. Party City has probably already sold out of their stocks of confetti, blowers, and glittery glasses shaped like a large green “2008,” and why shouldn’t they – all are practically essential for a successful December 31 out. Across America, and particularly in New York City, there will be dancing, food, and ample supplies of champagne. Televisions will be tuned to New Year’s Rockin’ Eve with Ryan Seacrest and, if we’re lucky, a guest appearance from Dick Clark. New Year’s Eve is the time – even for the staunchest of early birds and homebodies – to party with panache and send the old year out in style.
And then, with one tick of the clock, it will be New Year’s Day. For many people, New Year’s Eve continues on through a good three to five hours of the new year, but even still…when alarm clocks go off tomorrow, it’s not only a new day or a new month – it’s a new year. Tomorrow, people throughout the world will put away the sparkles, the confetti, and the champagne. Instead, on New Year’s Day, we will all focus on all college football, black-eyed peas and collard greens, and resolutions.
Resolutions. They’re funny, they’re absurd, they’re cliché, and, perhaps strangest of all, they’re the one constant year after year on January 1. Most people start plotting their resolutions in mid-December, when the pants first start getting a little tight and the craziness of the holiday season forces you to look ahead to some semblance of sanity in your future. Once people determine what their goals will be (eat less, run more, work less, pray more, shop less, give more), they circle a day on their new calendar, make a plan to start then, and then proceed to finish the year out Mardi Gras style…kind of a last hoorah before the more disciplined new year begins.
Despite my obvious cynicism toward New Year’s resolutions, I have several of my own. I’m going to eat better. I am going to start running and, believe it or not, attempt to train for a marathon in 2008. I’m also going to start saving more money, be better about returning phone calls, write more frequently, send more cards in the mail, and get to know my neighbors. Although I have not done any of these things well over the last few months, I am for some reason confident in my ability to turn over a new leaf tomorrow…just because it’s January 1.
But the odds are against me, right? Common understanding is that, well, people give up on their resolutions. Sure, we have every intention of keeping with our new goals, but the hard truth is that, “As a dog returns to its vomit, so a fool repeats his folly” (Prov 26:11). Bethany sent me a someecard that said, “Let’s resolve to repeat last year’s mistakes,” and, as tongue-and-cheek as it was meant to be, isn’t it the truth more often than not? We spend New Year’s thinking about how to learn from last year and make next year better, but after a few months, weeks, or even days, we head right back to the mistakes and follies of the past.
So how do I – how do we – make our resolutions for 2008 different? We all have them, whether they are on a handwritten list, Excel document, blog, or just floating around in our heads. How can we make our new goals for the year stick rather than simply resolving to “repeat last year’s mistakes?”
Colossians 1:27-29 states, “To them God has chosen to make known among the Gentiles the glorious riches of this mystery, which is Christ in you, the hope of glory. We proclaim him, admonishing and teaching everyone with all wisdom, so that we may present everyone perfect in Christ. To this end I labor, struggling with all his energy, which so powerfully works in me.” I believe that is the key…the holy grail of resolution-stick-to-it-iveness. On our own, we are hopeless. We will fail, time and time again, year after year. When we make resolutions using our own energy, we will continue to return to our past follies and mistakes, like a dog who cannot turn away from the very thing that has made it sick.
But Christ has promised that, as our hope of glory, He will work powerfully in us and give us the energy we need to accomplish all that he has set out for us to do. He desires to give us a rich, abundant, joyful life, which quite often requires a lot of work on our part. The beauty of the gospel, though, is that we don’t have to struggle with our own energy. If we try to change our habits and keep our resolutions with our own strength, we will fail. But when we look to Christ in us and resolve to struggle with his energy instead of our own, the potential for real, permanent life change begins.
So cheers to the 2008! May we be full of hope and power as we resolve to struggle through the New Year with an energy far greater than our own.
Monday, December 31, 2007
Resolutions
Monday, December 17, 2007
A Dating Story
Jamarah: "I've been on three dates with a great guy. His name is [Italian first name, Japanese last name]. He's half Italian, half Japanese, and he's adorable."
Jamie: "You're dating the Axis Powers?"
I have a dream, a song to sing
OK so, as you can tell, it's 3:12am and I am, obviously, awake. I am blaming either my sore throat, the Capri Sun that I drank at church, the fact that my room is 179 degrees, or some combination thereof.
After 45 minutes of lying in bed staring at the clock on my cable box, I grabbed my laptop and curled back in bed. I wandered around Facebook, MySpace and weather.com (btw, it's currently 28 degrees outside), read an article about Tiger Woods and Rory Sabbatini on Yahoo!, and finally wound up watching the following movie trailer:
Yes, ladies and gentlemen, "Mamma Mia!" is coming to the big screen in summer 2008, and it looks fabulous. Seriously, Meryl Streep as Donna, the main character?! Pierce Brosnan and Colin Firth, two of the absolute dreamiest Brits ever?! (Pierce might be Irish, but close enough.) Karen from "Mean Girls," Mrs. Weasley from "Harry Potter," and Bootstrap Bill Turner from "Pirates of the Caribbean?! There will be singing, dancing, plenty of ABBA music...oh, I just cannot wait.
And now I am even more wide awake, contemplating standing on my bed with a hairbrush and lip synching to "Dancing Queen." I do have to get up for work in four hours, though...maybe I should try reading a book.
Sunday, December 16, 2007
A day of Christmas shopping
Scene #1: Barnes & Noble, or "The friendliest bookstore in town!"
Cashier: "NEEEEXXXTTT."
Jamie: "Hi, how are you?"
Cashier: Blank stare.
Jamie: Handing her a Barnes & Noble member coupon that I received via email, "I have this coupon."
Cashier: "You just printed the email. You're supposed to click on it and print the barcode."
Jamie: "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize that. Can I still use it?"
Cashier: "I don't know. I'm going to have to ask management."
Cashier asks management.
Management: "Yes, you can still use it."
Jamie: "Thanks!"
Cashier: "Your total is $XX.XX"
Jamie: Hmm that's a bit high. "I haven't swiped my Barnes & Noble member card yet, does that total account for the discount?"
Cashier: "I asked you if you had a card, and you said no."
Jamie: Blank stare. a) Obviously I have one, since I am using a Barnes & Noble member coupon that I received via email. b) I most certainly was not asked this question. c) I most certainly did not respond to this question.
Jamie: "Um, well I do."
Cashier: Visibly irritated, she swipes my card and gives me a much more reasonable total..."$XX.XX."
Jamie: "Thanks! Happy holidays!"
Cashier: Blank stare.
Scene #2: Toy Zone, or "Have you ever played the game 'telephone'?"
Jamie: "Hi, do you work here?"
Employee 1: "Yes."
Jamie: "Do you have XXXXX?"
Employee 1: Turns around and asks Employee 2, "Do we have XXXXX?"
Employee 2: "No."
Employee 1: Turning back to me, "No."
Scene #3: Burger King, or "They don't call us 'fast food' for nothin'."
1:23p: Waiting in line.
1:27p: Waiting in line.
1:31p: Waiting in line.
1:28p: Finally make it to the front of the line.
Cashier: Cell phone rings to "Big Pimpin'."
Cashier: Answers cell phone ringing to "Big Pimpin'."
Thursday, December 13, 2007
"It looked like a crazy fairy princess or transvestites."
Good thing Television without Pity did not hire me, because I totally forgot to blog about week #4 of Project Runway. However, since y'all don't pay me, I'm not going to beat myself up about it for too long.
Last week we bade goodbye to Chris March, best known for his love of Hawaiian shirts and dresses that look like bowls of tossed salads. Auf wiedersehen, Chris. Jillian won the challenge, Victorya's evil side came out, and Ricky was once again in the bottom three. And on to week #5 we go...
The episode opens with the girls discussing how sad they are that Chris is gone, because his energy was joyous and delightful. Jack the Hottie has a pimple/skin staff infection (?), and seems concerned. Based on the previews for the episode, I'm guessing it's not a pimple, so I am concerned. The designers head to Parsons, where Heidi promptly says, "Let's bring out your models." The camera freezes on a lit screen with a figure behind it, which Sweet P describes by saying, "It looked like a crazy fairy princess or transvestites." As far as life size shadow puppets go, I generally do find these to be the two mutually exclusive options. But no, much to, well, everyone's dismay, out walks a group of women who are not typical PR models. They look more like...moms? (Sorry, mom.) And they're wearing what Jillian calls "tremendous" clothing...but not in an "extremely good or impressive" kind of way, but more of a "very great in amount, scale or intensity" kind of way...ie, their clothes are (or in one woman's case, her wedding dress is) way too big. Heidi tells the contestants that each of these women has just lost a tremendous amount of weight, and that they are each wearing the outfit that was their favorite before their "transformation." The challenge: To design a new outfit for them using their old outfit as the raw materials. Steven #16 gets picked for the wedding dress lady and claims it to be like "death on a stick." Friends, we have nothing in reality TV if we don't have bizarre hyperbole.
The designers head to the work room. Chris has taped a note to his mannequin about dreaming and home and faraway places and being sent to Project Runway and rainbows and unicorns and leprechauns, which seems to touch everyone. Lovely. The designers are now given 30 minutes to meet with their clients...their challenge is to make something that will work for real people's every day life and will express themselves as designers. Victorya complains about the fact that the women aren't normal model size, while Kevin says "game on." I like Kevin's attitude more...sorry that we're not all size 00's, Vic. Christian's model doesn't like colors or prints or skirts or dresses. Haha. And poor Steven #16 is so completely overwhelmed by the wedding dress that he doesn't even know what to do. He starts praying, and once again we see Project Runway turning fashion designers toward Jesus. The designers are then given 15 minutes and $10 to shop in the warehouse o' fabric and buttons, then it's back to Parsons.
It's back to Jack the Hottie now, and he is not looking good. His lip is very swollen, and he believes he has a MRSA, which requires him to undergo a hardcore treatment. He begins to think that he is going to have to leave, and it breaks my heart to see him so upset about it. He talks privately with Tim and then comes back in crying, only to make the makes the announcement that he will be leaving the show to seek medical treatment. And I have tears streaming down my face, now. I loved Jack the Hottie. I am very glad that Tiki will be wearing his outfit on the Today Show.
The designers are really bummed about Jack, but it's back to work. Ricky is trying on his model's outfit, and it is freaking hilarious...he's wearing cropped jeans, gold high heels, and is looking in the mirror at his own butt. He claims it's because he and his model are around the same height, but I am skeptical. Tim walks in again with yet another announcement...Chris is back! He will be replacing Jack, and everyone seems incredibly happy to see him. He will be picking up in the middle of Jack's project. The models come back for a fitting, and everyone seems in good spirits. Tim comes to critique everyone...Elisa seems to have some troubles. Steve #16 is strugglin' with the wedding dress. Tim makes a joke with Chris about making too many bad decisions at 3am, and everyone laughs. It's kind of like a grandpa making a joke that's chock full of unintentional innuendo, and they all love it.
Next day. Poor Chris is sleeping on the couch...snoring quite loudly, mind you. He's finished his outfit, though. Steve #16, on the other hand, is way behind and is in serious trouble. And in come the models. As they fit them, leave it to Christian to tell it to us straight: "Chris's garment was pure costume. 100%. Steven's was God-awful hideous. Elisa's was God-awful hideous." Let's see what happens...he's probably right, though. Ricky starts crying because this challenge reminds him why he does what he does. My goodness, I think he has cried in every single episode. Steve continues to be in serious trouble and is panicking. Kevin tries to help him out, but it's not enough, so Steve starts gluing his dress. Hey, I wore a skirt to work earlier this week that's hem was tacked with duct tape...maybe I could be on Project Runway, too.
Runway time. I'm putting Steven, Chris and Elisa in the bottom three, per Christian's advice.
Sweet P: Olive green halter dress. Mediocre...don't think it will land in the bottom or the top.
Jillian: Cute red halter dress with black piping, although she didn't use the actual original fabric, so I don't think the judges will let her win.
Ricky: Sparkly tan tunic top with jean capris. Very Ricky...looks like something from Forever 21 to me, though.
Chris: Bright blue top, black skirt with bright red sash and trim. Too costumey and looks out of style.
Christian: Black leathery blouse and jeans. I like it a lot.
Victorya: Dark green velvet cocktail dress. Another middle of the pack dress.
Elisa: Oh my gosh. It's like a soccer mom dressed up in her daughter's clothes...black dress, red jacket and boots. No good.
Kit Pistol: Watermelon dress with black and white trim. Looks like something in the Steinmart Junior's department.
Kevin: Yellow strapless dress with black buttons and trim, with black leggings. Way cute. Kevin benefits greatly from a sassy model who owns it as she prances down the runway.
Steven #16: Black and white dress. Looks like a pilgrim. Or a maid.
Rami: Cute white top with high-waisted army green skirt. Good. She's a good little model, too.
Results. Steve, Christian, Chris, Kevin, Jillian, Elisa. Christian, Kevin and Jillian will be tops, Steve, Chris and Elisa will be on the bottom. Christian will win, Steve is out.
Deliberation time. Kevin gets good marks. Elisa's is too her, not enough Tracey. Jillian's is great, but they're disappointed she didn't use the original fabric. Steve's is a disaster. Nina and Michael think she looks like a French Maid at a funeral. Hey, I thought she looked like a French Maid at the first Thanksgiving, so we're basically on the same page. Christian gets great feedback. Chris as too much going on with the red sash. Michael thinks she looks like a French hooker in the 50's, or something like that.
Results. Christian wins, Steve is out. Guess French Maid isn't in. Auf wiedersehen!
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Happy Holidating
I got a text message from my friend Meg this morning - "Do you know a girl named Karen Adler from Fitzgerald? She's on the front page of the AJC Living section and on Q100. She's offering a date to the holiday party!" I excitedly responded that yes, I do indeed know Karen (we worked together in Atlanta), and I proceeded to immediately visit ajc.com when I got into work.
"The Dating Game, Office Party edition"
In case there was any question as to whether or not Karen is in advertising, the article begins, "Karen Adler's objective for the office holiday party is spelled out in evergreen-colored letters on a newly created Web site: 1. Obtain a legitimate date to the Fitzgerald & Co. 2007 holiday party. 2. Increase favorability and preference for the Karen Adler brand among eligible bachelors in the metro Atlanta area." Clearly defined, actionable objectives...nice work, Karen. You paid attention in Media 101 (and perhaps to Donny Deutsch).
The quick overview is that Karen is looking for a date for the Fitzgerald+CO holiday party via a blog:
happyholidating.blogspot.com
Karen has several bidders so far, and will continue to take them until Friday at noon. The Fitz+CO party is Friday night.
If you live in Atlanta and know any/are a handsome single bachelor, you might consider paying a visit to Karen's blog. As written in the AJC, "Many of Adler's co-workers think she's a catch. Described as hardworking, she's also playful at the office, keeping a Nerf gun at her desk. She started a daily '5 o'clock dance party,' which involves a mix of '80s classics and R. Kelly. And when her 'office sweater' went missing, she posted missing signs all over the office." Who wouldn't want to go to a kickin' holiday party with someone like that?!
Good luck, Karen! :)

