Wednesday, January 4, 2012
New Year's Blog Hop
Here's the link to the list of participating authors. Thanks, Carrie Ann Ryan, for organizing this hop.
Okay...my favorite New Year's Memory...hmmm....when I tried to sit down last night and set down one memory I realized most of my good stories are about other holidays. There's the Halloween my friends and I followed the wrong car to a costume party. After driving down a creepy winding road that seemed to be leadng nowhere the car in front of us pulled over and the elderly driver got out. He took one look at our bizarre assortment of outfits in bewilderment and asked, "Why are you following me?" Then there was the Christmas Eve I spent on a bus with a crying baby when my plane flight got cancelled. Yep, definitely a keeper. Or the time a guy tried to pay me 10 bucks to stand on my blanket at the Hatshell on the Fourth of July. Last but not least is the Valentine's Day I spent in Paris....talking to a stranger who manufactured bras....long story, that one. And despite the fact that we talked about sexy lingerie, it was NOT romantic!
But New Year's? On New Year's things have usually been pretty tame. No Harry-Met-Sally-running-through-New-York declarations of love. No wild parties (okay, not recently). So I'll write about this one.
It was 1999, on the eve of the Millennium. I was three months pregnant, just past the point where I'd begun to show, and I knew my life would change completely in the not-too-distant future. My fiance and I were hanging out in our apartment, watching Dick Clark and drinking champagne. Scratch that. He was drinking champagne. I was drinking OJ and I hadn't had coffee for more than a month, so it was a miracle I wasn't already asleep. Even though I hadn't planned on getting pregnant, I was thrilled. I remember smiling as I heard my father's voice on the other end of the line. He was calling to ask if I'd bought the canned goods he'd told me to, if I had flashlights and spare batteries. It seems crazy now to remember all the hype that went on. But I remember having a little twinge of doubt....was it possible that everything would just stop?
So what's your memory? Leave one here - or just a comment - and be entered to win the grand prize! Look forward to hearing from you.