
My friend (and business partner), Philip Raymond Boltz is getting married tonight and amidst all the after holiday haze I haven't been motivated to do anything but what I absolutely HAVE to do in order to survive. October-December really took it out of me. Among the other daunting tasks I have ahead of me (read: taking shower, shaving legs, moving about) I have to find something to wear to this shindig. People generally appreciate it when you don't attend their wedding in bright blue sweatpants, I guess.  Oh, and I haven't told you about this yet, Internet, but Team Soell, -cats, is going to California for a month and we're leaving on Sunday. And we're driving. With Gus.ÂÂ
 While I am super excited about this development, this means there is a lot of planning ahead and packing and cleaning to be done (so our house sitting friends are not forced to live with a month's accumulation of dishes and Christmas shrapnel up to their ears). And yet there are still parties to attend and visitors to welcome and one small dinner party of our own to host...all those things that come with the holiday territory. Just thinking about it makes me want to reach for a pillow.
Getting back to the very important topic of my outfit...I don't know why, but I always feel a little bit of extra pressure to dress up to ring in the new year. Like somehow, what I am wearing will set the tone for the year. The ante is sufficiently up'd when there is a wedding involved. The problem lies in the fact that most of my winter clothes still haven't come down from the attic and thus smell of cedar and moth balls. We don't even HAVE moth balls and they still reak. Must be the 100 years of other people living here who had moth balls. The rest of my clothes are either dirty or in an unsalvagable heap on my closet floor. So, I will show you what I came up with last night. ÂÂ

What you're looking at here is a not-at-all-appropriate-for-the-weather dress, the only pair of tights I have in my house at this moment, and a very dirty bathroom floor. I will feel a little ridiculous in those tights, but baby, it's cold outside so bring on the ridiculous. I guess I'll just have to drink a lot of wine to stay warm :). ÂÂ
 I hope you all have a happy (and safe!) new years eve surrounded by people that you love. This is me signing out for the year. Goodbye, 2008. You were a tough year, but I think I liked you. ÂÂ
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