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To: Barbara, Kim
Subject: A Pretend New Year's Party
Truth or fiction? Written invitation…w/4-6
week lead time…essential to guarantee big turn
out for a New Year’s party? I say true, however,
there exits an alternative approach still popular in
Larchmont…quietly used by aging rebels.
commonly known as the ‘Two Day Heads Up’ phone
call. Has a spontaneous appeal…a bit jejune…..and
hey, your friends are flattered. Example…on 12/29
I call several buds and…acknowledging their receipt
of engraved invitations to other parties (gatherings
to which I have not been invited)…I say “stop
by before you go to that big bash and let’s have
a quick toast to the new year”. To clinch deal…I
mention little hot dogs will be served w/mustard…not
just the usual ketchup. Down side? Had to start early…6:30pm…to
be a clear 1st stop choice. Everyone accepted. Jill & Dick
stayed on to ring in new year w/us and for first time
Kyle was not home to watch ball drop. Missed him.
were the two of you?
Happy New Year,
To: Val, Kim
Subject: New New Year’s Resolution
Among the many inane New Year’s celebrations
in my life, the most recent ranks among the truly ridiculous;
an evening that makes the accompanying ritual of a ‘new
year’s resolution’ a myth…a worthy
tradition wasted on me, a woman who obviously cannot
learn from her past debacles because she cannot remember
her own name let alone a pledge made only a year ago
to never again, in this or any other lifetime, throw
a New Year’s Eve party.
I did not make your ‘party
before the real parties party’ because I was
busy throwing my ‘party after the other lesser
parties party’. You were, of course, invited.
Didn’t get my message? Perhaps you thought I
was kidding given last year’s folly? You were
delusional to put any faith in my resolve. But I digress.
know how we like to get away for the holidays and spend
quality time with Elizabeth. Well we did get away and
our 17 year old was with us, but I’m not certain “quality
time” is the operative phrase here. St. Bart’s
was lovely and believe it or not we did not run into
any Larchmont neighbors. At Grande Fond we felt faraway
from it all and relaxed and Elizabeth did converse
with us until, unfortunately, she discovered our waiter
to be a freshman at Michigan. We haven’t seen
her for some time now. Perhaps her new love is explaining
the concept of ‘rolling admissions’.
no one else to talk to, Ian and I looked into each
others eyes and decided we really needed to be around
friends for New Year’s. Fun, fun, fun. We called
fifty or so of our nearest and dearest and left messages
on all their cell phones with time, place, our favorite
kind of champagne, etc. Having secured a second mortgage
on our house, the airlines agreed to change our return
from January 4 to Dec. 31 and I called Stanz to cater
la grande fete. Perfect.
On December 31…back home…at
11:59pm…it became clear to us that the silence
around our television set was not the familiar hold-your-breath
moment as the ball begins to drop nor was it that scary
silent airtime when Dick Clark’s teeth fall out.
Our great room was dead quiet because NO ONE…pas
un ami…came to our party.
Obviously, our friends
decided we were to be their third stop of the evening.
Even with the best of intentions, no one ever makes
it to their third party on New Year’s Eve. Ian
and I made the best of it. With the digital camera
set on its timer, we were able to capture memories
of the two of us standing round the deep freeze depositing
hors d'oeuvres for 50 and thinking about our empty
rental down on St. Bart’s.
designated our home as her fourth party stop and you’ll
be pleased to know she did make an appearance. Come
over this weekend and help us eat this caviar.
Happy New Year, Barbara
To: Val, Barbara
Subject: Did you notice water marks on my Christmas
You ain’t heard nothn’ yet. There were
no friends at my house New Year’s Eve…early
or late. Life preserver rather than black tie set the
tone for the evening. I’d write more but the
continuous, thunderous roar of the 14 electric fans
(each 7ft tall) has wrecked havoc upon my focusing
powers. There is good news…the waters are receding.
More to come
Kim vacationing in the Caribbean or has the Town
of Mamaroneck been flushing the hydrants
again? Find out in our next column. Love to hear
about your New Year’s resolutions.
me at Val@larchmontgazette.com. Just click on this
blue link. XO Val
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