we got green’s, yo.
Wow. What a New Year’s. Whew.
I’ve spent the last few days in a cabin nestled in the Smoky Mountains with some of my oldest and dearest friends. As if we needed more than a new year to celebrate, my fantastic friend Krista turned 40 and we deemed it a holiday as well. It did my heart good to see these folks and hug their necks. To laugh until we cried and reminisce. We ate and we drank. We played games and we danced. Some of us* watched around 6+ hours of teenage vampire movies. Others of us** got really intoxicated and yelled silly and obnoxious remarks and observations during said vampire movie viewings.
It’s a Southern tradition to have collard greens, black eyed peas and hog jowl on New Year’s Day for good luck.
hog jowl. seriously.
I’m guessing that this is a tradition of “good luck” because…really? Could your culinary choices GET WORSE over the course of the impending year? Doubt it.
Anyway, I had such a great time catching up with my old pals. We’ve all known each other so long that our interactions are pretty much effortless. We all know who likes what and who doesn’t like what and who needs coffee and who likes what movie and what we can and cannot joke about. Mostly, we joke about everything, though.
I’m lucky to be privileged enough to be part of this group. I’m tickled anytime I’m invited to ANYTHING of which they are part, really.
totally serious Southern cornbread
So to you guys…Krista, Suzann, Will, Bryan, Jenny, Jeannine, Jane, Terri, Julie, and Leslie, thanks for having me. Thanks for tolerating me. And I wish each and every one of you the happiest wishes for 2011.
* by “us” I mean “them”
* by “others” I mean “me”
Somehow I bet you probably didn’t need that clarification.