I love the bubbles in champagne. I want them to tickle my nose as they are tickling my fancy. This new years eve i settled into bed with my cozy new bedding and popped the cork on a bottle of "Sofia" no i didn't go for the fancy pink cans. This wasn't a party by the pool. This was an out with the old and in with the new year and no new year can be complete with out a bottle of champagne, a midnight kiss and a little reflection.
I reflected just enough to know i didn't want to reflect anymore and the stroke of midnight i smooched my epileptic pooch and finished off the bottle of tasty "Sofia, blanc de blanc" all on my own. Was it a happy new year? it wasn't an unhappy one, i guess that will have to be enough for me for right now.
“Champagne is the only wine that leaves a woman beautiful after drinking it.”
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Three be the things I shall never attain: Envy, content, and sufficient champagne
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3 comments:
Sounds like we had similar New Year's Eves! Happy New Year, dearest!
At least you had no regrets!
Val: yes! we did have similar new years.. go figure huh? ;)
Steph: No, no regrets, i try not to have those. who has the time!
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