Ben & Jerry's "Jamaican Me Crazy" sorbet mixed with soda water and Jamaican rum for dessert later.
Guh.
I think I might do latkes again. And I have a bottle of champagne and the first season of Sarah Connor Chronicles. Perhaps it's time to put on my indoor pants.
Yum, that sounds lovely, Anne.
I just ate pizza. Have red wine. I don't know if I will go downtown later or not. The city does a ball drop and all kinds of other activities but I'm not sure if I am up to walking there. Kinda half uck feeling. I'll be able to see the fireworks from home because they are only about a mile away.
Indoor pants, vicodin, champagne, The Thin Man, and chicken dinner (with mashed potatoes and fresh broccoli). Win!
I made my waffle pink, it tasted better that way, and with wildflower honey. mmmm.
I really do want to go see the Rose Bowl floats some year.
Ah, I have been watching season 2 of Sarah Connor on Hulu. Taking a break to watch Bones. Repeat, but I don't think I saw it already.
Now that I'm back from the haircut from hell...xposted with Bitches...I'm going to broil some mahi mahi, steam some green beans, make mashed sweet potatoes and top it all off with fresh baked (not by me) gingerbread. It's nearly 2 inches high and frosted with a yummy chocolate glaze.
I also have herbed brie and enormous green olives to nom whlle I'm cooking.
Sparkling cider for later and a viewing of, I think, Sliding Doors.
Siiigggghhhh. Life is good.
I'm in pajamas, sitting on my couch and doing not much of anything, which is a very nice way to spend an evening.
I am meeting my darling M for an earlyish dinner at our usual place, followed by inside pants and movies for me and working for him. NYE is an amateur's holiday from a bartender perspective anyway, so I know what friends aren't working are home. We'll all see each other at various bars tomorrow, I know that.
But! I did dress up, because I like dressing up, and I know I'll be wearing inside pants soon enough.
NYE is an amateur's holiday
Bwah.
As a not-much drinker, alcohol based holidays just don't do it for me. Niether does forced merriment.
Contemplation, comfort and good food? Now THAT is my kind of holiday. Which, given those parameters, I can actually celebrate every day. That's a great notion to carry into the new year.
I had safeway soup (santa fe creamy chicken enchilada ) with extra corn.
I was tired. Just like I have been every working day since...I don't know. Several people in my team are lobbying facilities for an exorcism. The last half of the year has been insane.