In 2001, my soon-to-be husband and I decided that we'd get married on New Year's Day. There were two prescient reasons for choosing that date. Since we were a bit old to be marrying for the first time (both in our forties), we figured we'd begin losing our memory quicker than most newlyweds, so we wanted something easy to remember for all our futures together. One plus one equals two. Anyone could remember that as an anniversary date. The second reason was, in thinking about the planning that went into new year's eves of the past, we wanted a future free of hassles, in which we both had dates, plans and partners -- preferably with each other.
So here we are, eleven years in, two days before New Years and we have no plans. We have no idea what we will do for New Year's Eve. We have racked our brains. We have searched through every cruise line sailing from Florida. Too expensive. Too many tourists. Too much partying. We have looked for Caribbean hideaways. Rooms, yes; flights for this week are over one thousand dollars per person. Forget that.
So we've been looking at dinner, dancing options in Miami. Some offer a champagne toast. Others a full bottle. One place has a fancy drink they call champeler. Not even champale, but champeler.
My guess is we will end up home or maybe with some friends. A lovely real bottle of champagne. Maybe a roasted goose. And a partner to sleep with, around 9 pm.
Here's wishing everyone a happy new year!
Stopping by to share my thoughts ;
ReplyDeleteNumber one, very interesting story about your anniversairy! Didn't know that, such a clever thought!
Number two, sometimes our happiest memories come from events we haven't planned. We need that in life, too.
Number three, I send my best wishes for a creative new year!