Good Morning. Happy New Year's Eve. I don't celebrate New Year's. I think in all my years on the party circuit I only went out twice. It's true. And believe it or not, I still have the little black dress that I wore the New Year's Eve Nate kissed me at midnight. (1992) That night would make such a great story. Two people see each other across a crowded room, the grandfather clock chimes midnight, and there was Nate, striding across the room to kiss ME! God I was in love with that man. Our relationship was kind of like a cross between When Harry Met Sally and Caddyshack. Only instead of golf it involved boat racing. He's happily married now with a bunch of kids in Florida, but he'll always be one of those men I hold in my heart forever.
Anyway. Falling on my face. Uh, yeah, I did. Two days after Christmas. I was carrying in the toaster oven and tripped over the dog, BLAM, landed with my top lip on the edge of the toaster oven. Tore the crap out of my lips, bled like a stuck pig for about 6 hours. I had no idea lips could bleed so much. I busted something in my face where my two front teeth are, still feel the tingling and have been praying that I don't lose them. Waiting for them to turn black and blue like the rest of my face.
So, let this be a lesson to all of you going out tonight, be careful where you walk, beware of dogs, and try not to carry toaster ovens.
On another note, I was almost finished with THE EARL'S ENGAGEMENT. Had the final climax written, working on the denoument, and then realized it sounded too much like the plot ending from MASQUERADE. So guess what I did? Stripped it, 8500 words worth, all the way down to Chapter 24. Believe me, it wasn't easy. I want this book finished and out there, I have big things happening in the next few weeks and I don't need this hanging over my head. So that's where I've been, what I've been doing. Still working. Even on Christmas Day.
So, no resolutions for me. Hate them. I mean why try and do something that you know you can't do. I mean, sure I want to lose 40 pounds, but why start a diet on Jan. 1 when I know it's still winter. I'm still in chocolate mode. I'll wait until March when the weather breaks and I can walk everyday.
Okay, so gotta fly, have to finish ENGAGEMENT. Have a great time for those of you who go out. And like I said, beware of toaster ovens.