I had the loveliest NYE. I spent it with my boyfriend and some of my best friends from high school. My friend's dad has a large piece of property on the water with several houses, so they had a pig roast, cleared the porch for dancing and karaoke and set up tables in the grass for feasting. The weather, company and food couldn't have been more perfect.
My favorite guy.
They were serious about roasting that pig ...
Dance party on the porch!
I've been thinking a lot about resolutions. I guess my greatest resolution this year is to find a journalism job, but things like that don't just fall into your lap. I am taking steps necessary to making my dream come true (I will be writing for one of my favorite blogs soon ... stay tuned), so this is the year those dreams become reality. Besides that, I'd really like to get out of Florida (like really, really ... I just renewed my Southern Living subscription for only six months, in the vain hope I won't be living here). Boyfriend and I are thinking about moving to Tennessee ... his dad's from there and I've been a few times and loved it. Of course, the job and the move come hand in hand.
At least I had my black-eyed peas for luck.