12/30/2010 08:15 am ET Updated Nov 17, 2011

A New Decade Coming! And a Look Back at the Zeroes

During this first decade of the new millennium --the only decade with a zero in each number --so much has changed, so fast.

The clock is ticking toward the next decade, with even faster changes ahead, for sure. I wrote these random personal reflections down over the past week, and it was interesting to look back.

I remember earlier in this decade when

... a fax was high tech, I had a landline and I carried maps in my car.

... we talked face to face, not on Facebook.

... a tea party was polite and proper and involved drinking tea.

... Tiger Woods was a role model (I guess he may still be for some jerks).

... Katrina was a popular name.

... I had a rising stock portfolio and a second house.

... there was just us, not Wii.

... we weren't at war, in even one country.

... when I thought about the strength of China it was about the plates in my cabinet.

... a tweet was a bird noise.

... my cellphone was big enough not to lose, and not smarter than I am.

... texts were books.

... I had one password.

... the political Clinton was Bill, not Hillary.

... Gaga was a description of when a lady got excited.

... Real Housewives were ... real housewives.

... mani-pedis were not for mannies.

... Harry Potter was a boy.

... Brett Favre had only started to retire.

... Sex and the City was worth watching.

... 3D was a bra size (not mine, of course).

... Susan Boyle had bushy eyebrows and a gorgeous voice and nobody knew about them except the Scots in her village.

... I was the age I say I am now.

... we had low unemployment.

... George W. Bush had potential.

... the only voice giving directions in my car came from a backseat driver.

... Twilight was a time of day.

... Sarah Palin was a small-town bully. (Well that hasn't changed, has it?)

... American Idol was exciting and Dancing with the Stars was when I cha-chaed on my patio at night.

... Leno and CoCo were a one-two punch not a punch-out.

... we didn't undress and get felt up when we went to the airport.

... we had optimism, and we felt safe. That lasted one year and eight months.