I’ve invited a few good friends over for drinks and dinner tonight. By celebrating New Year’s Eve a day early, I get to bring in 2012 with good cheer and no pressure. No worries about who to kiss on midnight or feeling the need to appear overly enthusiastic. Tomorrow night, I’ll be relaxing in my cozy apartment, eating tasty leftovers, watching a movie, drinking a martini, and hanging with my dog. Sounds like perfection. Wishing you all your perfect night!
Image: Marc Johns
This is the limbo week, and among my favorites to be in L.A., because there’s less traffic, and with the exception of exhausted retailers, you can sense the vacation in the air. I’m surprisingly cheerful. Part of it, I think, is the sheer relief of making it past Christmas, intact, though the specter of New Year’s Eve does lurk in the distance.
Image: Nicola Vruwink
I alway enjoy passing through the shortest day of the year. Dazzle your friends with this fun fact: Solstice means “sun stands still” in Latin.
Image: Rabbi Claus by Michael Knapp
A few days ago, I came home to a shock. Without being forewarned, the gardener trimmed the lush, pine-like tree in front of my terrace down to the nub. Where before, I could sit in the living room feeling private and protected by its lush greenery, now, with only barren branches, I was completely exposed. (Metaphor?) On the plus side, there’s much more light spilling into my apartment, which is a relief as we approach the shortest day of the year.