Happy New Year!
I hope that you enjoyed some much-needed time off and that you, like the ancient Roman god Janus, have one face reflecting on the past while the other remains hopeful for all to come in the future. I hope that you are reading this post with a tall glass of Merlot in hand, a captain and coke by your side (always my drink of choice), or that leftover eggnog you were keeping from your crazy aunt. And I’m not encouraging you all to get vershnockered while reading my blog (especially since it’s barely 10am here); just sayin’ that I hope you are merry in whatever you’re doing.
I haven’t posted since before Christmas but the break was a necessary one. Also I haven’t stopped by your blogs though I plan to make my rounds shortly. I only worked three days last week but they were jam-packed and annoying (you know, work) BUT exciting all the same because I attended three Phish shows at MSG. Thursday marked my 50th Phish show and the first time I ever had floor seats at that venue. It was also the first Phish show I have ever attended with a boyfriend. Bryan and I had a great time (well, I don’t mean to speak for him… but I saw him shake his money maker a few times) and I had the chance to introduce him to some coworkers and old friends and experience with him what has been so sacred and special to me over the years.
Christmas seems like it was ages ago already. Santa was good to me this year and helped me pay off some bills (sure sign I’m getting old: when holiday money is immediately allocated to bigger, more pressing financial concerns). I went on one of the most anxiety-inducing trips to Rockefeller Center with my parents Christmas Day (they thought this would be the perfect day for a visit. Unfortunately every tourist in Manhattan also had the same idea).
Bryan and I met up later that evening to catch up after a hectic weekend and exchange gifts. After much internet researching, hair pulling, and nagging of friends/coworkers/and soccer fanatics, I was happy to find a Netherlands soccer jersey in orange for him (only to discover that he has about 30 others at home. Whomp). There was another part of my gift to him, but I’d like to keep some things to myself (it was a sentimental token more than anything). He surprised me with a Kindle Fire, and though at first I had no idea what it was or what it was capable of doing, it’s become my latest obsession. It’s the first thing to greet me in the morning and it comes to bed with me at night. It’s also made my life a heck of a lot easier, since I’m able to type out my posts on something other than the world’s smallest phone keyboard.
This was also the first New Year’s in the history of ever where I was perfectly content to stay in and have a relaxing evening curled up on the couch (and to be honest, after Phish I was happy for the recovery period). I knew there was another Phish show going on and that there were thousands of revelers in Times Square and the bars in town were crowded and that many of my friends were out and about… but all I wanted was to snuggle, watch the ball drop, and greet the new year with someone who has added much joy to my life in such a short period of time. Like Janus, I am turning one face on the past but I remain strongly fixated on a hopeful future. I have many lofty goals for this year, including new career aspirations, goals for my writing, and a strong desire to maintain balance in all things… and I have finally found someone who encourages me every step of the way. So yes. 2012 is looking very good so far.
I hope you all had a very happy and healthy. What did you do to ring in the New Year?