How was your New Years? Mine was as good as it could have been with a sick baby and absolutely no attempt on my part to make any plans. I’m impossible that way, I always want someone to swoop in at the last minute and come up with some amazing plans, and by someone I mean Mason. However, we did spend a nice night with good friends and delicious food, came home around ten, put the baby to bed and tried desperately to stay up until the ball dropped. We both couldn’t hack it; we were in bed before midnight. When I told my sister the next day she said, “You’re pathetic.”
The truth is I would love to, just once, have a smashing New Year’s Party to go to. I want arrive in a short sexy sequin dress, red lips and understated eye makeup. I want my legs to look amazing in this dress. I mean I want to make Gwyneth Paltrow look like a blob. As I walk into the room I want my unapologetic confidence to fill the air. I want to dance without inhibition, drink without care and ring in the New Year right, just once.
I feel ya on that. I feel like new years eve is the worst because it is always a let down.
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