Tonight… December 31, 2007

…there are polished nails, fire engine red, to match the lips.

…there’s an outfit, sexy, hanging on the back of the closet, for no other reason than I like to admire it from afar.

…there are heels, too - new. Because no one should ring in the new year in last year’s shoes.

…there is the Jon and Kate Plus 8 marathon I’m watching right now; it both enhances and lessens my babylust.

…there was Perspepolis earlier this afternoon; I recommend. Highly. First the books, then the movie, as it should be.

…there is a reservation. “Guacamole” was my only request. From January to July, there will be very little guacamole; time to stock up before the diet begins.

…there is red wine sitting on the counter and white whine chilling in the fridge, because I couldn’t decide.

…there were smiles in the liquor store, anticipation. Champagne quickly selling out.

…there was the Greek woman in the shoe repair shop where I picked up my boots, newly heeled. She wished me a happy new year in Greek and it brought tears to my eyes for no particular reason.

…there are barricades outside of my apartment, and policemen on every corner.

…there is Time Square, just down the road. Busy now, unimaginably busy in just a short while.

…there are hats and sparkly 2008 glasses being sold for eight dollars, because New Yorkers know nothing if not how to make a buck.

…there is the roof of our apartment building, and the view that makes us forget the rent. The view of the entire city - electric, pulsing - greeting the new year with a roar.

…there will be M and me, greeting the new year with a kiss and a smile.

There is nothing better.

Happy New Year.