More later.
For now, we’re home safely from a party in Palo Alto with friends of long standing.
We are really blessed with the friends we have. We’re pleased with life in general.
I’ve been a bit um. less than cheery for the season for a while now. (Duh.) So much so that I wondered whether a New Year’s spent elsewhere knocking back champagne with people who know me well enough that they might notice would be the way to go.
Turns out New Year’s with old friends is … good, real good, more than good, even if you don’t think you’re fit company for crowds.
Good to see old friends.
Happy New 2007. Próspero año y Felicidad.
I offered that to the gathered and someone said, “Prospero año? What does that mean?”
“I don’t know really. I may have learned my Spanish growing up in East San Jose, but that bit I learned from Jose Feliciano. It means, I think, a wish for you for a financially healthy — prosperous — new year.”
“Oh,” they said. “A healthy new year in all sorts of ways, then.”
Works for me.
A healthy New Year to you and yours.
More later.