"The secret to a rich life is to have more beginnings than endings."







 Oh what a day it was yesterday. 



 A trip to the salon with Linzi turned into a 2.5 hour trip.  But all looked fabulous when it was all said and done.  Touched up my spray tan and I was good to go.  Dinner reservations at 7 for a delicious four course meal and the most heavenly dessert.  Throw in a little bubbly and it's on!  Nova knows how to throw a mean New Year's Eve bash!  We headed across the street for a shot or two while the dinner-goers finished up at Nova.  We ran into some guys that would wind up being our nightly entertainment...at least mine anyway.  My mom told me yesterday afternoon that while she really likes my blog, she thinks that I shouldn't take any more of "those pictures with my lips pursed together"...so I took one of each...of every picture that I took.  I giggled to myself after each one.  You're welcome mom!  LOVE YOU!  Gosh, I make her so proud of me!  

The night was pretty relaxed...drama free and wonderful.  The crowd was great, the champagne was flowing and I got my kisses....a single girl's biggest fear on NYE...but all is well... :)  We headed home around 12:30-and by home, I mean to Star and Shawn's-where Jeremy and I proceeded to arm wrestle (I won, duh) and we drank entirely too much.  I woke up in "my bed" (I stay at their house so much that I have my own room) to find out that I had shared it with Christel and Jeremy.  It's not that big of a bed....but we all survived.  I was in hysterics when I looked in the mirror...to see that Star had lovingly dressed me in a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles t-shirt that said COWABUNGA across the top.  It's now my most prized possession and she will not be getting it back.   

According to my last text message, I've gathered that I went to bed around 4 this morning.  And I was the first to do so.  I woke up at 8:30...and PANICKED.  I hadn't stayed at home and I have two dogs.  THE DOGS!!!  I'm the worst mother ever.  I jump out of bed...giggle when I see the shirt I'm wearing and run out to the living room.  SHIZ!!  I don't have a car!!!  I peek outside to see which of my friend's vehicles are the most stealable.  Star won.  I grabbed her keys and headed home....a little tipsy and thankful that I at least got a 4 hour nap before driving.  :)  Children, I am a terrible example and I'm sorry.  I could not figure out how to tell my brain to tell Star via text that I had her car...so all I managed to get out was: "Stole car.  Dogs."

Apparently she got the message though, because when I called her around 2, she laughed at me and told me to go on with my day and she would get it tomorrow.  I love that chick.  

After I got home, the dogs (who are still speaking to me after leaving them alone for almost 15 hours) and I took a little nap.  And by little, I mean for 3 hours.  I got up, got some lunch, and felt phenomenal.  Not one iota of a hangover.  SO, I proceeded to start rallying again at about 2:00.  Got some yummy black eyed peas in my belly and didn't get home until about 10:00.  I'm thrilled to have started this new year in such a great way, but I'm on the wagon for a while y'all. 

I'm too old for this shiz.

 happy new year my loves!  thanks for a fab night and for being better than diamonds.