Melissa and I had New Year’s Eve dinner at one of our favorite restaurants, New World Bistro Bar. I asked the waitress if we could keep our menus for our scrapbooks. And by scrapbooks I meant blogs but it came out like we really made scrapbooks – not that there is anything wrong with that – but I haven’t scrapbooked since, you know, the eighties. May I present my electronic scrapbook of the evening:
The four course meal came with two appetizers an entree and dessert. The restaurant based the dishes on movies, so the parentheses will tell you the movie reference.
We arrived at Melissa’s apartment in time to see the ball drop and give our lovies a big smooch at midnight. Then we went outside to watch the fireworks – you know the ones – that don’t exist. So instead we watched the sky and said at least 100 times, where are the fireworks?
I feel like the past ten years went by in a blink. Literally a blink. And that has made me feel like if I blink again it will be 2020 and that seems so far away but obviously its not, it’s only a blink away. And as I was sharing my anxieties about this to my friend she totally calmed me down by saying, “that is exactly why we need to live each moment to its fullest.” How true!
Happy New Year!