The New Year Found Me Dancing

Last night the moon had a multi-colored aura and the air an indigo hue that was simply magical. It was a gorgeous night to celebrate the new year here on St. Croix. We kept to our plan and after a homemade dinner, we went to Chicken Charlie's Roadhouse. Outlaw Bressie James played well, as usual, but the Red Bull on ice didn't entirely take away the sleepiness that came over me after a hearty slice of cheesecake. It took Tutto Bene's disco party for the cobwebs to clear. We wasted no time hitting the dance floor and getting down with James Brown, ABBA, and the Village People. We welcomed 2007 dancing to the Sugarhill Gang's Rapper's Delight. Later, we drove by a crowded Club 54 but opted to go home instead, vowing to return to Tutto Bene's monthly disco party very soon.

As far as New Year's Eve celebrations go, it was a good one, considering that, historically, I am one nudge away from going to bed early and foregoing the entire hubbub. The new year found me dancing, and that's exactly how I want to spend 2007: dancing with simple joy over victories big and small. I want to enjoy life for what it is, without imposing elaborate expectations on every moment. I want to be grateful for all the blessings and stop wasting energy sweating the small stuff. There it is, my wish list for 2007. Happy New Year!