Hubby and I went to a fabulous restaurant last night (thank you hubby’s staff for the generous gift certificate) and were in for the evening by 9 o’clock. We stopped on the way home to rent a movie and buy a pot roast at the grocery. I picked up some Christmas lights on clearance for 75 cents a box and threw a load of laundry on when we got home.
We are so married.
The meal started out with a sinfully delicious bowl of lobster bisque and dessert was a trio of hand-painted truffles, the last of which was filled with deliciously rich caramel. Oh My Lord!
I don’t really associate New Year’s Eve with a lot of tradition, but we always buy Freixenet champagne in the familiar black bottle. This goes back ten plus years when we were dating and he was wooing me with bed and breakfast getaways to St. Augustine. (He was living in Jacksonville Beach at the time.) We have crystal champagne flutes that were a wedding gift that we always break out for the bubbly. We watched the ball drop on Times Square with Dick Clark, who I am thrilled to see is still running the show.
I wanted to post this picture of me from 1972 because the look on my face is sheer happiness. I want to be that kind of happy. 2007 was filled with some pretty stressful moments and I wasn’t always proud of the way I handled them. It’s time to leave all that behind.
I hope all of you experience this kind of childlike joy in 2008.
Happy New Year!