Eve of New Year's Eve . . .

Here it is . . . the debut of my very first blog . . . I've resisted the urge for so long, because I keep telling myself I have nothing of interest to say to the world wide web . . . what the hell - here goes! I'm plugging my nose and diving in . . .


As I get "used" to the idea of being so public with my thoughts, perhaps this will all get easier. As it is now, it's nerve-wracking as all-get-out - I feel so exposed, so "at the mercy" of the world, so vulnerable . . . so, so, so conscious of my over-use of ellipses . . . is this normal for first-timers - please tell me it is!

It's the eve of New Year's eve. Well, it's 11:33 p.m. - damn near New Year's eve already! I have a party on the schedule for tomorrow night, but would love to do nothing more than stay home with my husband, share a glass or two (or three - hell, we'll be safely ensconced in the cozy comfort of home) of champagne, recount our year's past events and talk of things to come in the new year. 2007 was a tough one, but we made it through, a little scarred, perhaps, but still optimistic . . . maybe I'll just make a quick appearance, give some quick hugs, kisses and well-wishes for the new year to the hosts and guests, and be on my merry way.