the love sustained.
Happy New Year!
I sent out thank you notes--yes, the envelopes are lavender-scented, hopefully that's all right--for gifts received and have a rough estimate for an engagement party: Saturday, February 27th. If there are objections, please voice them now! I'm thinking about drinks at the Museum of the Earth (don't pretend you're surprised, we're nerd couple extraordinaire) for a venue there, which should ideally be fun for everyone involved.
And because I am not going to be that woman who only talks about her wedding, I got a book on cuisine minceur and I'm dabbling in it, but can this really be as good as it seems? I mean--cooking without cream or butter or flour? I certainly couldn't manage it as a lifestyle, though neither does Guérard himself, but it's a worthwhile venture and kind of relaxing besides, which is something I've vowed to work on for 2010--even perfectionists have to take breaks. Which brings me to this: for the New Year I have ten resolutions. Five of them are serious, five of them are significantly less so.
On the list of the less serious resolutions: buy fewer shoes, the above aside. And clothes in general. You can go ahead and place your bets on my success rate now, peanut gallery, but I will try. I'll have a lot of other things to do, after all: graduate school in fall at Ithaca College, theater, planning, dog-training. ...Henry-training--no, that's a complete lie and one he'll get me for quite justifiably, I'll take it back immediately. Henry-teasing, how's that? He puts up with me very well, even when I end up making a glittery mess of the living room (although he was definitely complicit, thank you very much), so you should all know how much I appreciate him. Another New Year's resolution is to make sure he knows that, especially as things progress 'til June 21st.
Hope your holidays have been good, guys.
she being Brand
she being Brand
-new;and you
know consequently a
little stiff i was
careful of her and(having
thoroughly oiled the universal
joint tested my gas felt of
her radiator made sure her springs were O.
K.)i went right to it flooded-the-carburetor cranked her
up,slipped the
clutch(and then somehow got into reverse she
kicked what
the hell)next
minute i was back in neutral tried and
again slo-wly;bare,ly nudg. ing(my
lev-er Right-
oh and her gears being in
A 1 shape passed
from low through
second-in-to-high like
greasedlightning)just as we turned the corner of Divinity
avenue i touched the accelerator and give
her the juice,good
(it
was the first ride and believe i we was
happy to see how nice she acted right up to
the last minute coming back down by the Public
Gardens i slammed on
the
internalexpanding
&
externalcontracting
brakes Bothatonce and
brought allofher tremB
-ling
to a:dead.
stand-
;Still)
Does that read as slightly dirty to anyone else? It can't just be me.