Happy 2010!

I love New Years. I love everything about it. The symbolism, the hope, the expectations. The desire that this year will be even better than the last. The wanting to make oneself a better person. The shared vocalization of things that you want to work on within yourself. It’s just all so great. I’m a hopeless romantic. That has been established. But, I think I romanticize New Years Eve more than anything else. I think that it is so symbolic of how I will be spending my upcoming year. Normally I hang out with my family, or at least my sister. A few times I’ve spent the evening with good friends. This year I decided that what I really wanted to do was just stay at home with my sister’s dogs. She was going to a party with her boyfriend, so I’d have cuddle time with the puppies all to myself. I had many invitations to go to various different parties and events. My sister and her man invited me with them. It Couple invited me to go watch a band play in Hollywood. The Newlyweds and the Babytalkers invited me to ring in the new year with them (that was the one I was actually planning on attending). PIC invited me to a small gathering at her house. The Comic invited me to a party with him. (Though, upon talking to him, I think I would have been more of a cockblock than anything, cause apparently he was on fire last night!) My parents invited me to Palm Springs with them where they went to party at a gay bar (and I did receive many drunk texts from my dad. Hilarious!) ATC says he invited me to go to a Flogging Molly show with him, but I argue that he never actually invited me. But, apparently I inadvertently turned him down without even knowing it. So, I had options. I just really, really wanted to be mellow and stay home. That’s what I did. And, it was perfect! I was able to wake up this morning clear headed and happy, thinking about all the things which 2010 will bring: graduating from law school, taking the bar, passing the bar, and, EEK, turning 30! It’s a year of milestones!! So I woke up happy and went over to It Couple’s house, where we had breakfast. The Newlyweds were there. The Baby Talkers were there. Mrs. Newlywed’s best friend and sister were there too (I need to come up with good names for them, cause I have a feeling those two crazy girls will be in a lot more stories in the future. They’re really fun girls!) We sat around eating breakfast (there was an episode with moldy syrup- did you know syrup got moldy?? Yeah, we didn’t either!) and drinking mimosas. To be fair, I didn’t drink anything, cause I’m still tore up from girl’s night. Then we played Catch Phrase, which was hilarious. The girls sat at the table for hours talking. Then we decided we needed lunch at 3pm, and went to the Newport BrewCo. A couple more hours talking and laughing! It was so fun!! I texted with the Marine a little. He and his mom are probably going to rent a car. That makes sense. I told him that I still want to see him no matter what. He said we’ll see. We had a little back and forth for a few texts. At this point, I’ve already broken all the rules, and he deploys in a week, so what’s the point of abiding by the rules? I told him that I’m excited to see him when he gets home. I know, I know. I shouldn’t do that. I promise: the next guy I will play by the rules. When the Marine gets back, if we talk, I will play by the rules. But, for the next week, I will not be playing by the rules. I apologize to all of my feminist friends in advance. I talked to ATC a bit today too. He thinks it’s crazy I’ve never had a New Years kiss. I just think that it’s so symbolic. I don’t want to waste it on just any random person. I know, that’s weird for most people. But, I’m a hopeless romantic, what can I say?! I think that it’d be awesome to get proposed to on New Year’s Eve. How symbolic would THAT be?? But, I mean, it’s hard to think of a story where you’d get proposed to and it doesn’t instantly become a romantic story. I mean, even if it’s “We were looking for my little brother’s retainer in a dumpster when I noticed he was on one knee and he asked me to marry him!” It’s like “awww, he’s so devoted to family! What a good guy!” Or, “My sick cat puked all over the place and we had to clean it up when I noticed that he had a ring in his hand.” It’s still going to be a great story, because it’s your story. Or my story. Or whoever’s story. It’s still a great story. Ok, it’s not the top of the Eiffel Tower at midnight on Valentine’s day. But, cat puke is probably more memorable. As is New Years Eve. So, anyway. After we hung out at BrewCo, I left and went to the beach house to hang out with my sister and her boyfriend. The boyfriend decided he wanted to cook dinner for us. My brother was there too. And then a friend of the boyfriends and that guy’s girlfriend came over. It was fun. We had grilled chicken sandwiches and wine and watched the Hangover. I actually got to see it this time. It’s so good! I think I may have to go buy that movie, cause it’s hilarious. So, all in all, today was a great start to the new year. I was surrounded by family and friends just having a great time! I got texts from a cute boy which made me smile. And I woke up not hung over. Oh, and the Twilight Zone marathon wasn’t bad. OH! And, when I first turned on the Rose Parade this morning (I absolutely love the Rose Parade!!) it was JUST as the Marine Corps color guard came on the tv. I think that’s a sign. Not sure of what. But, a sign nonetheless. I hope it’s a sign that I get to see my Marine tomorrow. I miss him, and he leaves soon! I want to see him so badly!! Has that been made sufficiently clear? I’d love to start my new year by seeing him right away. Fingers crossed that that happens! Happy 2010 to everyone!! I have a feeling this year is going to be an amazingly crazy one!!