December daily: New Year's Eve

laurenthemself prompts: What is your favourite memory of New Year's Eve?

New Year's Eve is the most extroverted of all extrovert holidays, isn't it? And I'm so not an extrovert. I remember one year that I went with the spouse to a party at one of his work friends' house and spent much of the evening trying to avoid a dolt with a camcorder who was buttonholing people and filming them talking about their resolutions, and one year when I was a teenager and the local AOR radio station was playing the top ten albums of the year in their entirety and I spent tne evening recording them off the radio with my little tape recorder.

Oh, wait, I do have a good memory of New Year's Eve! One year the spouse and I were spending the Christmas holiday with my parents, and my hometown, after I moved away, launched a lovely thing called First Night, where there were pushcarts and live music downtown, and there was a reggae band and we wandered around eating some delicious thing which I can't remember clearly except that it made me very thirsty, and when we were done, we walked home.

When the kidlet was small, we used to celebrate by jumping up and down on bubble wrap, which makes just the right amount of indoor noise. We'd do this, and then go to bed early. It was perfect.

Tonight? We've got about six inches of brand-new snow, and it's still coming down, but I wasn't planning on leaving the house anyway. The spouse is working on a paper; the kidlet is watching something on the phone and giggling, and has been doing so for some hours; and I'm about to settle in to write some smut. Could be much worse.

Now New Year's Day I love, and I always try to celebrate appropriately.

2013 has been hard for me. You know how you can go along for years without any real visceral awareness of the life cycle and your place in it, and then something happens that forcibly opens your eyes to the fact that your time here on earth is limited? Maybe it's just me; maybe other people are aware of that all the time. I couldn't bear it.

So I'm hoping, in 2014, to stop worrying about the years and look for ways to live in the minutes, which is where real life happens.

I wish for each of you to be either set in motion or settled in stillness, whichever you need this year. Take care of yourselves!

Sherlock WIP: "Unusual Requirements," part 3 of probably 4

Not work safe.



Sort of wishing I'd chosen a different title now. And I have never used as many semicolons as I'm using when I write sex in Sherlock's POV.



Is anybody else having a problem where they have to put manual [br][br] into each entry or it comes out in one big paragraph?



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