Living in the present with an appreciation for the past.
31 December 2001
It is a little over an hour before midnight on New Year's Eve. No parties for me, though; I've got to work tomorrow. My husband isn't much of a party animal, anyway. According to him, drinking and dancing in clubs are two things he left behind in his youth. So we are spending a quiet evening: I'm watching music videos and he is on his way to sleep. If there was any more excitement in here, I wouldn't be able to stand it!