Where oh where is my sequined dress?
Where oh where are my stiletto heels?
Where oh where is my ruby red lipstick?
It's New Year's Eve...
...and I don't know where my finery is.
There is no sequined dress.
There are no stiletto heels.
There is no ruby red lipstick.
I've seen the fancy parties on TV and I even went to one.
There is a nice, soft, well-worn flannel shirt...
...and my new favorite jeans...
...and perhaps a slick of Clinique Black Honey lipstick...
...and then I am good to go.
Mr. Jenny and I will do a celebratory meal at our favorite restaurant.
Tex-Mex with a twist.
Lots of smokey pecan and chipotle flavor.
We will dine around 4 pm.
Early bird specials for us old folks.
We will look at the straggler Christmas lights on the way home.
We will talk of the joys and difficulties of the year past...
...and speak of our hopes and dreams for the year ahead.
We will discuss resetting all of our passwords.
And think of silly names for the newest Grandlittle coming into our lives in March.
We will go to bed at 9:30.
And perhaps I will dream of dancing in Times Square wearing...
a sequined dress with stiletto heels and ruby red lipstick.
Or perhaps I will just dream of my life as it is right now...
Flannel filled, Grandlittle filled, Joy filled and busy!
I hope your New Year's Eve is exactly as you dream tonight.
Whether it involve stiletto heels or not!
I was reading through New Year's posts past. This one (click here!) from 2010 really hit me in the heart.
Okay. And this one (click here!) made me laugh. I'm so weird.