It’s the End of an Era. Or, a decade, Anyway
As I stand poised, on the precipice of the year 2010, drink in hand, loved ones nearby, I feel the need to express gratitude for our many blessings.
2009 has been decent to us, we have a roof over our heads, food in our bellies and friends and family in good health; a lot of people can’t say the same and, my heart goes out to those people.
I have high hopes for 2010. I look forward to meeting new challenges; new friends and my husband at the door, naked save for a thin layer of Saran Wrap.
Hugh would never agree to wear Saran Wrap.
I’m also looking forward to watching the kids as they enter into a new decade, the last time that happened they were one and three and the changes they have gone through in the intervening ten years are mind-boggling; I cannot imagine them at the end of this coming decade but I look forward to seeing how they turn out. I'm guessing, well.
I'm looking forward to spending another year with my husband; after seventeen years together, I'm finally figuring out how his mind works. It's a dark and scary place but, I'm a brave soul.
I’m also fairly confident that, by the end of the decade, we will be flying about in hovercraft. I know that sounds about as likely to happen as the world’s super computers rising up and killing us all in our sleep but, isn’t that what everyone got so worked up about prior to Y2K? And, ok, so that didn’t happen but hovercrafts are a valid technological possibility.
I read it in The Enquirer.
Anyway, I hope your New Year’s Eve is festive and safe. We plan to grill a few steaks, steam a load of crab legs and watch movies with the kids in between competitive Wii bowling and hoola-hooping.
Because, we know how to send a decade out in style.