Month two has passed on my journey to the ripe old age of 50.  Month one was to conquer 100 push-ups.  I can actually do 100 counter-level push-ups…..still cannot do a “man push-up” on the floor. I will…just not now.

Month two was an abysmal failure.  The goal was to be a better laundress….especially the folding part.  I stink at this and that makes me a bad wife, bad mother and really bad Italian version of of both! My mother and my grandmother before her were great at this.  They could fold with their eyes shut, and I mean fitted sheets!  These are not rookies, these were the queens of folding.  I give up and will continue to perfect this skill but don’t look for a miracle. It is not going to happen.

Now month three: baking and cooking. I want to branch out and try something new.  I think I am a fairly accomplished cook, baking not so much. Baking takes patience and time and reading recipes.  You cannot wing it with Bakes Alaska like you can fettuccine Alfredo!  Let’s see what this month holds.

We all have strengths and weaknesses. I think the key to happiness is to find the balance between them and accept what you cannot change. Easier said than done, I know, but I am trying.