December 31st will be the fourth time I celebrate New Years Eve in New York City, and I can’t wait to ring in 2010 with a BANG, ifyouknowwhatimean. I’m anxious to see what the night has in store –- although I have several pretty good ideas about how it might go. The previous NYEs in the city have been nothing less than crazy, entertaining and absolutely ludicrous –- complete with hot mess stories that I will pass on to my grandchildren, who will tell their grandchildren, who will say, “Great Great Great Granny Sara was a legend –- the hottest of all New Years Eve messes.” And my debauchery will live on in infamy.
And even though I might share these ridiculous stories with my (adult) grandkids, I just can’t find the courage to post such amazing tales on the internet -– mostly because I’ve tried writing them out, and they just don’t have the same effect as they do verbally. EVERY LITTLE DETAIL of these encounters is critical and giving EVERY LITTLE DETAIL involves a great deal of oversharing, which I am not interested in doing at the moment.
I wish I could just lay it all out there and tell you about each and every absurdity from New Years Eves Past… like how in 2006, I brought a boy I’d been seeing as my date to a party, and kissed an adorable boy from Alabama at midnight instead. Or how in 2007, I busted my face and my camera and my ego, all in a short matter of hours. Or how in 2008, I accidentally stole a man’s coat, got trapped in the middle of a champagne fight and had a boy pour MY entire drink down HIS bare chest.
But I can’t.
Here’s hoping this New Years Eve gives me lots to talk about on January 1st and that 2010 is full of many, many more amazing stories.
I woke up Saturday morning SURE that it was Sunday, which is why I think this weekend felt longer than usual. It was definitely an enjoyable one nonetheless. Some highlights…
- Drinking beer OUTSIDE for the first time in months. Spring is in the air!
- Testing out the new bangs
- Absolutely no pictures! (sad/bizarre)
- Shameful drunk texts
- Brunch @ Balthazar
- Hilarious/juicy/fantastic stories I could never, ever blog about (but will likely use as material for future “fiction” short stories)
- Convincing some fool at the karaoke bar to sing “Sara” by Fleetwood Mac
- Not having to pay a bar tab
- Dancing til 4AM
- Shopping / new dresses!
- More subway rides than cabs (this is a huge victory)
- A clean room
- Watching movies on a rainy Sunday evening
- Terrible, awful, horrible Sunday Night Blues
I would do anything for another day of weekend.
“ The gays at this bar think you look like a young Goldie Hawn. These queers don’t lie. Kudos.
— Michael after I emailed him a pic of my new bangs (which apparently he opened in the bar). Lovesit.
“ Girls are taught a lot of stuff growing up. If a guy punches you, he likes you. Never try to trim your own bangs. And someday, you will meet a wonderful guy and get your very own happy ending. Every movie we see, every story we’re told implores us to wait for it…the third act twist, the unexpected declaration of love, the exception to the rule. But sometimes we’re so focused on finding our happy ending we don’t learn how to read the signs. How to tell the ones who want us and the ones who don’t, the ones who will stay and the ones who will leave. And maybe a happy ending doesn’t include a guy. Maybe… it’s you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is just…moving on. Or maybe the happy ending is this, knowing after all the unreturned phone calls, broken hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment you never gave up hope…
— He’s Just Not That Into You
1. I just got a much needed haircut! Bye-bye split ends and hello cute new swoopy bangs! My locks feels exceptionally lighter and I love that my hairdresser is convenient, reasonably priced and wonderful. I also just purchased another pink CHI straightener because the one I had for FIVE years recently broke in half. Things are clearly looking up for my hair.
2. I saw Bill Maher’s new movie, Religulous last night with Melissa and absolutely LOVED it. I highly recommend it, especially if you’ve ever doubted your faith. The movie confirmed what I’ve always doubted about Christians, God, the bible, etc. that I’ve typically suppressed. (More on this later.)
3. I scored tickets to the Daily Show with Jon Stewart last week and we’re going tomorrow afternoon! He is one of the many loves of my life and I’ll make sure he knows it. According to the website, the guest for 10/14 is Ari Fleischer - Bush’s former press secretary - which should certainly make for an interesting interview!
4. I finally purchased a plane ticket to Houston and will be gracing my hometown November 26th thru December 1st. Can. Not. Wait.
5. This weekend, Michael, Whitney and I are driving to Philadelphia to volunteer for the Obama campaign!! PA is a swing state, so we’re doing our part to make sure our man gets elected. And after we do our good deed for the day, we’re going to see the Liberty Bell, Independence Hall…and hopefully a Target. :) YAY patriotism!!
That’s all. Time for Gossip Girl!
