How about that 2007?

Okay so 2007 is officially over. Not too bad, not too great either. I didn't travel as much as I would have liked, but the best part is that I still did travel, and I was employed all 12 months of the year, even though I was broker last year and bounced more checks than I would like to remember. Let's just say I was not financially aware and did not tune into my accountant's advice about paying attention to my finances. But now, it's 2008. I woke up this morning and I cooked. Maybe I will try to cook a lot more this year, enjoy evenings of fine wine out occasionally but nothing too drastic like I did last year, and go to places that I am sure may hold the key to meeting someone, not just for going sake, because that is just a waste of money. Let's not die single, please, let's not live single this year, please.

Last night I celebrated the countdown with strangers. I ended up going out to TAP and it was okay. OKay as in much better than watching Dick Clark, but not great as in I have had more fun doing remote things, and standing waiting for 5 bartenders to serve a crowd that's paid to have beers all night is not my idea of fun. I got beer poured down my shirt within the first hour, down my back and then across my big belly. The last 30 minutes towards the countdown were more serene fun. My kind of fun. Not the loud rowdy kind. They had this hot hunky cook (who I almost gave my number but for the wedding band on his finger) who served up a very good burger, and I sat beside some really cool people. There was this Indian couple, the lady is 32, new mother, she felt so out of it like I was, like I should be home with my baby. She said something that made me laugh, she said, trying to come out of the house, you have to prepare for it -- mentally. I was like, Yeah, No Shit, it took me two hours and 5 outfits to get ready and to decide which place to go, and I am not so sure I chose the right place, but whatever it was, I was just so glad that I made it out on my own. I suddenly feel like everyone between the ages of 25 - 35 got up and got married and I didn't know anything about it, like where was I when they made that pact. Another cute and kind guy that helped me get the last beer, and as soon as I tried to switch on the charm, I noticed his wedding band. Where the fuck was I when they all decided to get hitched?

But every part of the evening I would always remember. I especially remember walking across the 17th street bridge, seeing so many cars on the road at 1.30 am, city lights, building lights, the stars, and the cool night air, just orgasmic beauty. I kept thinking this is such a beautiful sight, I would forever remember this. This is how I want my year to be, unforgettable, serene and beautiful.

Happy New Year to me!! Let's get ready for another long haul together.