Here we are five days into 2006 and I still haven't written this post, but all my time seems to be taken up by this thing called "work" and also the quilt project that is currently eating my brain. Thanks for all the comments and well wishes for 2006. Its already getting better, but before we move on, I have to mention a couple of bad things I almost forgot that happened in 2005, like how my nephew spent his summer with a sock on his hand because of the third degree burn and my cousin spent the weeks between Thanksgiving and Christmas in an eating disorder clinic. But, NOW, moving on.....
For MONTHS Dan has been planning and talking about this latest New Years party. Last year was so fun, we had to do it again. He planned the menu, bought the new Karaoke Revolution game for the Playstation2 and talked and talked about how this was going to go. Then all our friends had to go and get sick or have babies or go out of town and the whole thing fizzled out. So, we decided to go grab the scrabble board, some champagne and headed to my parents' love nest near downtown. Check out the view:
It was the best New Year's Eve ever! And I am clearly getting old. Highlights include kicking Dan's ass in scrabble with TWO fifty point bonuses for using all my letters. Then, of course he got all pouty and I started to play easy on him. I left a few triple word scores completely open for him and allowed some very questionable words and he caught up. Then he became unbearably cocky and I started to wonder WHY I always feel sorry for him when he pouts?!?!! Good strategy on his part.
The love nest has no TV, so when scrabble was finished and we looked at the clock and it read 10:45, I said, "what are we going to do for an hour and fifteen minutes?" That's when Dan gave me that look. A vaguely familiar look that at first I didn't recognize. When recognition finally came around, my first thought was, 'but I'm not even ovulating anytime in the near future....' My second thought was, 'well, why not?' This is a family friendly blog, so I won't elaborate, but my final thought was....Well, there was no final thought. My mind was cleared.
And on New Year's Day, 2006, instead of waking up at noon with a hangover and spending my day cleaning up empty bottles, dirty glasses and spills, I woke up to this:
went for a nice walk and had breakfast with my lover. Over breakfast, we were admiring the new paint job in the love nest. It is an uncharacteristically bold color scheme (for my parents) that really works, but the walls are mostly empty. I said, "We should get them some art for their walls....I know!! I'll make them a wall-hanging quilt. It will be perfect! I'll need to go shopping for fabric..." Dan, eternally patient with me, smiled encouragingly. But, I knew what he was thinking. So, I said, "Or, maybe first, I should finish one of the six quilts I have already started..."
"I was waiting for you to say that"
So, that's what I did. ALL DAY. And the next day. Pictures soon.
