So, along with last night being the end of what was, for me, a REALLY.SUCKY.YEAR, it was also a blue moon. For those not familiar with a blue moon, it's when there is the SECOND full moon in a calendar month. Funny enough, I DO remember the last blue moon on New Years Eve, and it was 19 years ago, Dec. 31, 1990 (as a math major, I've had a few issues with the math of this and have been saying it was 20 years ago. It wasn't.)
So, where was I the last time a blue moon fell on New Years Eve? Tahoe City, CA. My then boyfriend (now husband), myself and several co-workers had rented a condo in Tahoe City for the entire season and rang in 1991 there. There was a group of about 8 of us who went to dinner at a restaurant on Lake Tahoe. Ah, to be young and single...
Those were the days when I paid a fortune to have my hair spiral permed, only to find out 20 years later...My hair does that all on its own! When I thought nothing of paying $30 ever 3 weeks to have my acrylic nails filled. When black suede skirts were a necessity in any SINK's* wardrobe. And will you check out that mullet AND Fu Manchu 'stash my husband is sporting. Down girls...he's taken.
So fast forward 19 years. The nails and hair are gone (ok...my nails, his hair). I no longer own anything in my wardrobe that needs to be dry cleaned (it's just not worth it). All in all, we're the same people. Married 17 years. Have 4 children. And on any given Sunday, pretty happy with who we have become.
Luck like that comes around once in a blue moon.
*SINK...Single Income No Kids
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