Posted by Racer on December 31, 2007, at 23:00:46
In reply to I am the loser of 2007, posted by Maxime on December 31, 2007, at 19:01:13
I'm pathetic, but I'm not a loser...
Unless I am.
For New Year's Eve, I suggested to my husband that we get a bottle of champagne. (We've got enough real pain, after all...) We didn't. I don't know if we forgot, or what.
The excitement of our day was taking the watch I gave my husband for Christmas back to the jeweler's to have the band fitted, and buying a Dilbert daily calendar so we have something to do at breakfast every day. (I can't believe they didn't have a Non-Sequitor daily calendar this year! We've had the Non-Sequitor calendar for years -- what will we do without Danae???) We also took my mother to the market, so that she could buy yogurt for lunch for the week. And I gave her the sweater I made for her for Christmas, which hadn't quite been finished in time.
But, I'm depressed. This is no way to live. So, maybe if I were in a better state, I would have insisted that my husband and I do *something* to celebrate. I don't like going out, though -- Amateur Night, and it's not worth the risk.
A very dear friend of mine used to have great New Year's Eve parties -- she'd invite exactly as many people as she could find sleeping places for, so that none of us had to be out on the road. Several times, I slept in an armchair, with a nice ottoman, often with multiple terriers for ballast. That's the sort of "party" I would like to go to. We'd drink champagne, watch silly movies, do silly things -- one year, we all brought every pair of gloves we owned, and all tried them on. Sounds so silly now, but it was great.
Memories, huh?
poster:Racer
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