Note to Self: Must Fall in Love

There are hot guys everywhere. There are even single hot guys to be found. But what's a gal like myself to do when she has a syndrome of falling for the wrong hot guy?

Among the top of my New Year's resolutions this year is to Fall in Love. But as I've sat on that one for the last month, it occurs to me that this is an easier thing said than done. The trouble with love is, you can't will it into existence. That was my lesson for 2003. And after 2004 as my selfish year, I'm ready to re-enter the world of theoretical-but-hopefully-actual-potential companionship. So my words to live by this year are, "WHO KNOWS." Rather than my previous mantra which was more like, "NOT HIM." Sometimes the biggest step for a singleton is just to be open to what may come her way and let the past go -- fantasies, assholes, passives and all.

So if God is the one I know him to be, I'll expect a "parade of animals" coming my way, that I suspect has already begun. Hopefully all of the close-but-not-it men will have made their way through the room and Jake Ryan will have swept me off my feet by December 31.