New Year's Eve, Part 2

After our serendipitous meeting with Mel, we went home to prepare for our low key New Year’s festivities. Roomie Sara and I had agreed to invite just a few people each, to keep yucky New Year’s Eve stress to a minimum and save on ridiculous $100 cover charges around the city. Given the fact that I had pneumonia and felt absolutely wretched, we thought a simple, low-key party would be just what the doctor ordered.

The festivities were what the doctor ordered… but they didn’t stay low key for long. We baked some tasty appetizers while the boys set up my new Wii.  Lauren arrived during setup and demanded I change out of my comfy jeans into a party dress. I obliged, of course. Our small number of guests grew as folks gave up on other plans for a more chill party, and they went from chatting politely in the kitchen to full-on competitive dancing in the living room in a matter of moments. As the evening rapidly progressed toward the midnight countdown, Hodgie & Nathan kept the party interesting in their shorts, flip-flops and yes, reflector vest. I am not really sure why they were dressed in said fashion since it was about 20 degrees, but sometimes you just gotta let boys be boys. Sara’s guests melded seamlessly with mine and before long, everyone was absolutely giddy with anticipation for the countdown.

Suddenly it was a quarter to twelve, so we all took the elevator up to the roof for a birds-eye view of Times Square… well, if the bird lived three avenues away. We counted down, toasted 2010 and sang a really messy version of Auld Lang Syne.

Times Square at 12:00

Sara and her brand new fiance, Dan

The festivities lasted long into the night and I was able to forget how sick I was for much of the party. The one reminder was the extended coughing fit I endured after performing the MC Hammer dance with Lauren. (I can't recommend Just Dance highly enough for all your party needs.)

By all accounts, it was a New Year's celebration for the record books and definitely one of the best I've ever had.

The next day brought more interesting adventures… but I’ll let you figure out what’s going on here.

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FTW!

FTW
a) Abbreviation of "for the win"
b) Commonly used among geeks to express their enthusiasm for something
c) A term which can be originated to a popular game show "Hollywood Squares" when, on the final move, contestants would announce their move was "For the win".


The Situation: I miss Jamie so much.
The Solution: Yesterday, LJ, B and I booked our flights to Atlanta. 36 days to go – FTW!

The Situation: I’m lost without Glee on Wednesday nights.
The Solution: I’ve been listening to the Glee station on Pandora at work daily and following the show’s progress during award season. How stoked were you when they won the Golden Globe? FTW!

The Situation: I’m having trouble finding time to work out with my new Wii Fit and still stay caught up on my DVR.
The Solution: A coworker taught me how to have two screens going at once, so now I can get trim while keeping up to date with Jake and his harem’s crazy shenanigans. FTW!

The Situation: My little brother needs a nice, wholesome gal in his life… not a sketchmaster 2000.
The Solution: Let’s just say… FTW!

Frodo

"It's a dangerous business, Frodo, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no knowing where you might be swept off to."

The Lord of the Rings, J.R.R. Tolkien 


Hi readers! I'm working on "keeping my feet" right now and putting all my goals for 2010 into place. So far, so good... except for keeping up with the blog. Rest assured, I'm on it!


This week... stay tuned for New Year's in NYC Part 2 and an update on what's in store for 2010. 

Something To Sink Your Teeth Into*

Underground, Volturi lair-like venue? Check.

Life-sized cutout of Edward, Bella & Jacob? Check.

Bloomingdale's makeup artists on hand to make deathly palor sexy via fake eyelashes and sultry eye makeup? Check.

All you can eat guacamole? Check.

Plastic glow-in-the-dark fangs? Check.

Twilight in Mexico holiday party = confirmation I am exactly where I'm meant to be at this moment.

What can I say about the annual company holiday party? Not much, legally. It was the best one I've been to yet and it involved a few of my favorite things... raindrops on roses, whiskers on... err, sorry. Vampires, guacamole, a life-sized Edward Cullen cutout, and like all our company gatherings - karaoke.
Do I belong here or what?!
*File under better late than never