I'll confess, I despise New Year's Eve with everything I have in me. As much as I love, love, love to get dressed up all pretty, with sexy heels, a swishy dress, and some sparkly lip gloss, there is just too much pressure to be uber-cool on New Year's Eve, and I can't be uber-cool and wear my sexy heels at the same time. Oh Well.
That said, however, I LOVE New Year's Day. I love the idea of new beginnings, of a fresh start, a chance to jump back into the pool and start swimming again (when you read my memoir, you'll understand why. For my first thirty years or so, I needed January 1st to be a quarterly event...)
Anyway, HAPPY 2007! If you want to get your year off to a great start, check out Darlene's update on her son Mark. He was in a life-threatening car accident just before Christmas, and his strength and sense of humor are fabulous to witness.
If you want a laugh, check out Sarakastic. She plans to take over the Presidency of Canada this year (will that require a political uprising, I wonder, or do you just walk into the Canadian capitol building and politely inform the current President that his services are no longer needed?) Anyway, Sara has tapped Stacy and I to serve as Vice Presidents of Canada, which I'm hoping will involve much ceremonial drinking of Heineken. Stacy can go to the hockey games - she's from Michigan. And all three of us can check out my favorite Canadian singer-songwriter, Miranda Stone, who I'm hoping can play the national anthem of ANY country in a key I can sing. I'm still working up enough range to get through "Row, row, row your boat" and/or "Happy Birthday," so we'll have to pay Miranda quite a salary.
Looks like 2007 is shaping up to be a big year :)