It started out really well at a great party/jam session and with a Burning Man(dolin) ceremony and about 7 kinds of sausage from G&W. There's nothing I could put my finger on that said why it was one of the best parties I've been to in ages, but everyone just seemed comfortable in their own skin. Yep, I really think that was it. There was no desperate cleavage exposure, posturing, egos, or angst. I think we're all growing up. Oh, and there were kittens.
This morning had just the right tone of surrealism that I like. A neighbor invited LB over to hear a eulogy for his alcoholism and to help bury beer cans in the back yard. I hear I was invited too, but I think the fact that I stopped speaking to this guy about 6 months ago has finally registered. Here's to boundaries in 2007.
Then a lesbian couple down the street invited LB to be the first person to cross their threshold in 2007. Apparently they tried a woman last year (the soon-to-be-ex wife of the aforementioned alcoholic neighbor) and had a horrible year. That meant that the first person to cross my threshold in 2007 was LB. How nice! Just what I would have chosen had I actually given it any thought.
And I spent the morning watching the Rose Bowl parade, working on a 1000-piece jigsaw puzzle, and observing all the surrealism from afar. We've got two open houses to go to today, but that's it.
Delicious baked goods have been coming from my kitchen, knitting is happening, a utility quilt got finished in 3 days and slept under last night, and my sister liked the gauntlets I knit her.
Yep, I've got a good feeling about the coming year.
2 comments:
Is this the th-th-th-thong neighbour? Dude needs some serious help.
yep--he's the one. Whether or not he can benefit from help is something I stopped contemplating about the time I stopped directing any verbal or mental energy in his direction.
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