Harbingers of a Truly Awesome Year

This is how I have spent the first day of 2010:

I absorbed the news that a friend is engaged.  I was shocked, and couldn’t even feign happiness.  I just kept saying, “Holy shit” into a cell phone.  I don’t think he caught on.

I refused to pour my son an entire glass of sugary ginger ale with which to toast just after midnight, only to be told that this year is, and I quote, “a rip-off”, as well as “the worst New Year” of his life.  All 6 years of it.

I taught my sister the proper way to signal for gay sex in a public bathroom.

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She was impressed with my worldliness.

A nameless person passed gas in a manner so ferocious, and at a volume so incredible, a baby was woken from its slumber.

I made brunch for 14, for ten people.  There were no leftovers.  Not even one slice from the two pounds of bacon in the centre of the table.  No one went into cardiac arrest.  Yet.  Knock on wood.

I admitted that I love funeral food.  Nanaimo Bars.

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Those peanut butter/butterscotch/colored marshmallow squares.  Open faced chopped ham sandwiches.  Devilled eggs.  Not that I want anyone to pass on, so I can eat these things.  Maybe I’ll just start having them around, not waiting for a luncheon in a church basement.

I napped with a cranky 3-year-old.  Who was warm, and whose weight pinned me down in a way that was sublimely satisfying.  My arm fell asleep, and I just willed her to keep sleeping.

I read a hundred pages of this:

and marvelled at the fact that when I read the first book in the series, twelve years ago, I was all about the romance, and now?  When I read these books, I’m just overwhelmingly grateful for electricity and indoor plumbing and doctors.

I let the dishes sit.

No, I’m not entirely sure what these things mean for the year ahead.  If they’re prophetic, in any way.

But thus begins another year.


25 responses to “Harbingers of a Truly Awesome Year

  1. Happy New Year Ginny

  2. Thanks, and same to you and yours.

  3. Now I want deviled eggs.

    Happy New Year!

    • It’s 5 minutes before midnight, and I am seriously, SERIOUSLY thinking about going out to the kitchen to boil eggs. God dammit.

      Happy New Year to the whole Free Family!

  4. Is the chick he’s engaged to really that bad?

    Also, happy New Year!

  5. Perfection!

  6. It sounds like a good day to set the pace for the coming year. Happy New Year.

  7. yayyyy for 2010!!! 🙂

  8. in my world, “leftover bacon” is an oxymoron. never seen it. happy new year!

    • That’s what made it so weird – for a little while, it looked like we WERE going to have leftovers. What do you even DO with leftover bacon???

  9. Funeral food. Cheery thought that. Hee hee. Leftover bacon, as daisyfae says, that’s funny!

  10. Oh yeah, maybe you’ll appreciate this, I have a friend who used to call those “harbringers“.


  12. I totally made deviled eggs yesterday, and they were goddamn delicious.

    One time I farted so bad my roommates cat jumped.

    • To be fair, this nameless person was standing right in front of the bathtub. I had NO idea the acoustic power of that baby.

      I like scaring cats. They’re so damn smug all the time, I like to see them thrown off their game.

  13. Does anyone ever have leftover bacon?

    Sounds like a nice mellow start to 2010.

  14. i freaking love deviled eggs. I only get them on thanksgiving and xmas. and this year I didn´t get them on xmas, so I got jipped. That´s it, I´m making deviled eggs today.

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