The title of this post is actually stolen from a facebook status I read moments ago. The reason I was shocked by this particular status is that it is obviously referring to New Year's Eve. And while I guess that seems to make perfect sense, at the same time I'm not sure that I have ever had a NYE (commonly-used facebook abbreviation) that could be described as a "Best Night Ever!" Don't get me wrong, it's a perfectly fine celebration, full of tradition and songs about Auld Lang, but I usually find myself wanting the night to provide a certain degree of magic that is inevitably impossible. I mean, besides J LO's onesie on Dick Clark.Truthfully, the responsibility is mine. While the "Best Night Ever!" status was alarming on it's own accord, what really upset me is that I ran into this person at the NYE party I attended last evening. A party that from an anthropological perspective was quite interesting (handsome men performing practiced "funny" dance moves, girls in cocktail dresses with mini top hats and other fascinating realities of being in the "single scene"), it failed to meet my apparently high expectations for a holiday that has never really come through. Obviously, I wasn't looking with the right lenses on. You see, I neglected to be excited by the free Starbursts and plethora of men handling my waist as they passed by, and instead chose to be bothered by not knowing anyone on a crowded dance floor, whilst girls chose to crowd surf for boys' attention.
So, here's to a new year and a new attitude. Now, let us all pray that I can spend next NYE with my husband, on a couch, eating red hots and watching the Ball drop on Eastern Standard time. Don't cry mom.
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Being single on "NYE" for a Single can be quite possibly the Worst Night Ever. I was right there with you Chels for many years. The scene really never changes. Just the year.
Because I choose to see my life equivalent to some scene in some random movie, I am brought back to the scene in "Someone Like You" when Ashley Judd's character shows up to the New Years party (in the best party dress ever and with the most beautiful dewey skin), breaks her heel, hears the count down in a friendless crowd, then breaks down in tears and runs out the door (Minus the Hugh Jackman character looking down on her, of course. Hollywood. ugh!). Possibly not all in that order, but tragic just the same. Nope. My dance card is full.
Instead, I spent the evening in bed watching/trying to figure out JLo's bodysuit (impressive after twins) and listened to Dick Clark cautiously enuciate the numbers during the count down while my husband slept next to me. Once it was over, I clicked off the TV, kissed my husband good night and went fast to sleep. BEST NIGHT EVER! Any questions?
Oh chels, you are not alone. Your writing makes me feel like I was right there with you. Especially the waist thing. Oh I love that. One time a guy grabbed me, looked at my face, shook his head and said, "nah." I guess my waist was the only thing I had going for me. I have only had one semi awesome NYE in all of my 27 thus far...and it did not involve a husband. However, that is my new years resolution: Have happy new years eve 2010. I'm going to start planning it now.
Best blog post EVER!
mini top hat. that made it the best night ever.
This was the first New Years Eve night that Clay and I actually stayed up until midnight. We usually celebrate it Eastern Standard time and are in bed asleep by 10:30. But this year we were invited to a friends house and actually had fun. We played games, ate food that we shouldn't have and even shot off illegal fireworks at midnight. It was quite possibly the best night ever for us (at least for a New Years eve night). But it was a terrible morning, thanks to the fact that I have two boys that don't believe in sleeping in, even when they go to bed at 1:00am.
Amen to your post Chel. You stated it perfectly. Hope you find someone great to spend 2010 and every other NYE with. I'll keep my eyes open for you.
well, i'd have to argue that dick clark's unfortunate stroke and abc's even more unfortunate (relatively speaking of course) contract with said person made this new years a little more special.
p.s. i'd actually prefer apparation instead of teleportation, but whatever.
J Lo's onesie. Priceless. I only hope that you caught her drunken New Year's solo kickline when the ball dropped. Man did she let her hair down that night.
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