I’m pretty sure I kicked December’s ass. 07 as a whole might have won but December is totally my bitch. I made it through with minimal family, relationship, emotional and financial drama. Work was tough the first couple weeks of December but it’s been so quiet the last 2 weeks, I can’t complain. And I remained upright on New Year’s Eve. Neither clumsiness or alcohol got me. I wiggle my thumbs at you, December.
My lovely and I had dinner at Blackbird on New Year’s Eve. We dined on baby animals, fishes and bacon ice cream. Bacon! The waiter suggested wine for me without making me feel dumb and I didn’t have to ask for his help. He just swooped in and suggested a Francois Pinon Vouvray. I showed my grace and elegance by eating a spoonful of salt (who knew it was just to hold the oyster in place on the plate!) and not stabbing the gentleman next to me with a fork when he referred to a redheaded,bearded waiter as Chuck Norris for the 10th time.
We then went on to a friend’s party that was elegant as well, quiet and candlelit. Then the power came back on and we wore bad party hats and cheered along with the TV when it was midnight.
And backing up to Xmas-I got a robot, Grinderman, zombies, a custom paddle and chocolates. Those are pretty much my favorite things.