a glorious resolution

It might be too much to resolve to make this list every single day in 2009. A year is rather a long time. I'll start with January, and go from there.

Yesterday's glorious things:

1. The wonderfully crazy dreams I had, all about flying air filters and swimming nutrias and teaching. I have an unusual memory for my dreams in general, and even more so if I sleep in a strange place. I almost always enjoy this other world that I get to visit while I'm asleep, and have a real fondness for my dreams.

2. Seeing all my cousins, from the oldest to the baby, at our annual New Year's get-together. We're rather different - they mostly live in farm country and vote Republican and can repair bulldozers; I live in California, am happy about Obama, and sadly don't know much about bulldozers. But we always have a good time, and it's great to be in a house stuffed full of family.

3. Eight kinds of pie. 'Nuff said.

4. The way the evening comes on in that farm country in January, chill and fresh and pale sky shining over bare fields crested with leafless trees.

5. My cousins' new house, which will actually have enough room for their two small children to be as exuberant as small children are.

6. The drive back home with my sister, talking in the dark.

7. Making pizzelle on my new pizzelle maker late at night - they come out beautiful and golden every thirty seconds, as lovely as the ones you can buy at the Italian grocery, smelling of vanilla and a hint of anise!