After a relaxing Christmas alone we decided to spend New Years with friends. We often spend New Years with a nice little mix of friends which includes my good friend Dee, MK and her boyfriend Christophe, Isabelle and her partner Seb and a couple of dogs and cats thrown in to liven things up. It was a comfort to be with everyone once again for another New Year and catch up on everyone's latest news and plans for the future. This year it was the beautiful and alluring Isabelle who hosted the festivities with her guy half Seb in their lovely, old house deep in the Burgundian countryside. There was so much snow on the ground in the area that we could have practically had a ski weekend if we'd been more prepared. It was really impressive to see that much snow in Mâcon and Dee and I had fun doing our last minute grocery shopping in it!
I wasn't drinking much because of the treatment I'm doing for the IUI and so I just let the others drink for me, which they did pretty well. We ate so much food that I can barely remember half of what we had, but it was good and we ate more of it the next day when it was even better. I think the highlight of the meal was Isabelle's escargot quiche which was downright scrumptious and of course all the wonderful homemade desserts we all brought. Dee made a fruity tiramisu, I did a pecan cheesecake and Isabelle made a delicious orange/pistachio layer cake. Nothing went to waste and we all got to take some home with us and try it all again later when we weren't so stuffed.
A few of us have had a rough year so we were really hoping to cast away all our worries (read as DROWN) in the evening's glow of all of the promise of what next year will bring. Sometimes though I think New Year's Eve just ends up highlighting last year's failures and disappointments and we inevitably end up being anything but festive and gay. I had a hard time finding my smile the whole evening and so did Dee but at least we we were among good friends who either looked the other way or who refilled glasses understanding that New Years Eve can be a bittersweet celebration and it's best to gloss over any tears with a joke and a smile. Isn't that what
Auld Lang Syne is all about, old friends who know you well enough to understand your ups and downs?
After a relaxing Christmas alone we decided to spend New Years with friends. We often spend New Years with a nice little mix of friends which includes my good friend Dee, MK and her boyfriend Christophe, Isabelle and her partner Seb and a couple of dogs and cats thrown in to liven things up. It was a comfort to be with everyone once again for another New Year and catch up on everyone's latest news and plans for the future. This year it was the beautiful and alluring Isabelle who hosted the festivities with her guy half Seb in their lovely, old house deep in the Burgundian countryside. There was so much snow on the ground in the area that we could have practically had a ski weekend if we'd been more prepared. It was really impressive to see that much snow in Mâcon and Dee and I had fun doing our last minute grocery shopping in it!
I wasn't drinking much because of the treatment I'm doing for the IUI and so I just let the others drink for me, which they did pretty well. We ate so much food that I can barely remember half of what we had, but it was good and we ate more of it the next day when it was even better. I think the highlight of the meal was Isabelle's escargot quiche which was downright scrumptious and of course all the wonderful homemade desserts we all brought. Dee made a fruity tiramisu, I did a pecan cheesecake and Isabelle made a delicious orange/pistachio layer cake. Nothing went to waste and we all got to take some home with us and try it all again later when we weren't so stuffed.
A few of us have had a rough year so we were really hoping to cast away all our worries (read as DROWN) in the evening's glow of all of the promise of what next year will bring. Sometimes though I think New Year's Eve just ends up highlighting last year's failures and disappointments and we inevitably end up being anything but festive and gay. I had a hard time finding my smile the whole evening and so did Dee but at least we we were among good friends who either looked the other way or who refilled glasses understanding that New Years Eve can be a bittersweet celebration and it's best to gloss over any tears with a joke and a smile. Isn't that what Auld Lang Syne is all about, old friends who know you well enough to understand your ups and downs?
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