There’s an old New Year’s tradition where you write down all your negative thoughts from last year and throw it in the fire. Adios, 2018! I’m thinking this is going to be a great year. How can it not be so? Hey, this is Socorro, and Socorro is comfort and sustenance.

I don’t know how many times I’ve had people tell me that 2018 went by in the blink of an eye.

Looking back on the year as a whole and trying to grasp what events were important, the ones that might have changed our lives, is not an easy thing to do.

Sadly, we lost some loved ones – friends, and yes, some family members – but then again a few babies were born and that’s a good thing. A bunch of brand new people. People that have never existed before, all different, each one different and one of a kind. I think that’s pretty cool.

We’ve all gone through some sort of changes over those last 12 months, some good and others otherwise, and gained some experience.

Hopefully I’ll be able to recognize a mistake when I make it again this year.

If you had one word to sum up 2018, what would it be?

"Justice" is what Merriam-Webster says is the word of the year. For Oxford Dictionaries, the word is "toxic." And if you ask, the word is "misinformation." Collins dictionary gave that honor to "single-use," or something to be used only once.

While we’re on the subject, this past year a whole raft of words and phrases that have gained so much popularity (I’m looking at you, Millennials) they’ve been added to the dictionary. Check these out:

Guac - guacamole

Adorbs - adorable

Rando - a random person

Mocktail - a non-alcoholic cocktail

Plogging - picking up litter while jogging

Zukes - of the zucchini family

Bingeable - a streaming show

Fave - favorite                                                                                       Hangry - the feeling of anger or irritability you get when you get hungry.

Personally, I think I would feel pretty silly using any of those, although I’m tempted to say I was “hangry” if I had to work through my lunch hour.

Anyway, with it now being 2019, we’re now supposed to get down to business and make our New Year’s Resolutions and declare to the world our personal commitments, or at least how we hope to improve ourselves. As it is every year the most popular resolutions are things like exercise more, travel, make new friends, get a new hobby and find true love, but I like to be more specific, such as: I resolve to learn how to use my Smartphone. I mean, I still have this crazy idea to take a photograph with an actual camera. 

In any case if that resolution doesn’t work out, I’ll play the odds and add a few more as back-ups.

I resolve not to tell the same story over and over to the same people.

I resolve not to get confused on whether to swipe or insert the card.

I resolve - again - to clean out that attic room. Do I really need to hang on to all those old rock band t-shirts?

I resolve to eat healthier and lose weight and maybe fit into those old t-shirts. Wait, see the above resolution.

And finally, I resolve not to be overly severe with the above-mentioned Millennials, but give allowances for their fashion trends.

All that silliness aside, here’s hoping this time next year you can say 2019 was the best yet. According to the Chinese zodiac, this will be the Year of the Pig, representing luck, overall good fortune, wealth, honesty, general prosperity. It is said that those born in the year of the pig are a “hard working, a peace-loving person, a truthful, generous, indulgent, patient, reliable, trusting, sincere, giving, sociable person with a large sense of humour and understanding.”

Why do my thoughts turn to bacon?

By the way, if you haven’t got celebrating out of your system yet, today is Fruitcake Toss Day, first observed on Jan. 3, 1995, in my old stompin’ grounds of Manitou Springs, Colorado.

This is an opportunity to throw out that old fruitcake (in the spirit of the New Year’s tradition of ringing in the new and tossing out the old.) There are no actual rules to the tossing, except not to toss it at a person or pet. Especially if it’s a particularly weighty one, chock full of unidentifiable gelatinous things and hardened sugar.

Oh, and one more rule: If you fail to toss it, you must keep it until next Christmas.