New Year's 'Tude
Saturday, December 29, 2018
OK. So I picked up this word "Tude" a few years back when my favorite news show listed the latest entries for the Urban Dictionary. If ithe word 'tude is new to you, let me give you the definition found in the ever-popular Urban Dictionary:
’tude, ****pronouce t(y)o͞od, ***noun, informal, ***short for attitude.
"the song bristles with lotsa 'tude"
Seriously? This person used the example that a song "bristles with lotsa 'tude"? I don't hang much (at all) in the hood, but I'm absolutely certain that no one with ANY 'tude at all would use that sentence. I'm thinking that before I utter the word 'tude, I should sag my pants . . . but with my ample hips, my pants are either at the waist or around the ankles. No sagging for this hipster. (OK. I know that hipster is from the sixties . . . I was cool then; now not so much.)
There is a point to this blog that really has nothing to do with grammar, English, or the Urban Dictionary. This is more about hope . . . and faith . . . and wishes . . . and dreams . . . all for 2019, who will arrive in about 48 hours from the time I'm writing this.
I'm by nature a hopeful person. I almost always see the up side and the joy in most everything. The bottom line of this is that I am a person of New Year's Resolutions. Why-oh-why do I always-always feel so excited at the thought of a new year approaching. After all, I could make resolutions (which I believe is a fancy word for goals) any-day any-time of the year. Making January 1st special is just artificial and based on a calendar that most people follow to count the circles around the sun. Even thinking about how ancient a practice this is reminds me of people linked to age old calendar creation . . . namely Julius Caesar and Pope Gregory. I'm sure they didn't worry about the one resolution that has topped my list for the past 58 years: to "lose weight" . . . and why would they worry? They all wore robes. If I could march around the hood in a robe or a muu-muu, folks would think, "There goes Jane. That girl has some serious 'tude." (I imagine the people making that statement are either in robes as well or may be sagging their pants.) Besides both calendar boys had bigger problems than weight loss . . . The Julian calendar was off the actual solar movements by 11 minutes, which doesn't seem like much but as years passed . . . well, do the math! Eventually things were upside down with Easter coming at an unacceptable time for Pope Gregory. Julius made his calendar in 46 BC. Gregory brought his to the table in 1582. His was off by 11 seconds, but what him worry? He wouldn't be alive when things got out of whack and needed Leap Days to fix it all. Now that's a guy with 'tude.
So I now feel that old old 'tude rising up in me . . . the delicious thought of a new year, a new chance, a new start for some very old goals. I have not made my list yet, but based on the myriad of answers from so many of you to my blog "My Name Is Jane" I have already decided to cast away my age-old first resolution, Lose Weight. This year my #1 is to . . . (drum roll please) . . . . Be Happy!
Knowing myself fairly well, as I've been observing Jane for 71 years, there will be a longer list than just Be Happy . . . but for once I think my priorities are healthier.
I will see you again here, dear friends and supporters/encouragers of my journey. I will be back on Tuesday and share my list. Let me just say, that sharing my list is difficult and risky for me . . . but Hey! I got this. This year I have 'tude!