My corner of the city

listening to: Azure Ray

There's something so therapeutic for me about music, a candle and a drink. That drink used to be wine; however, not only is it 9:45am, but I've replaced wine with tea. I drink so much tea that I received two teapots for Christmas this year. I kept both. One brews from these bulbs that change to flowers when steeped in hot water. The tea is in the flower. It's beautiful to look at. I feel so domestic.

Now that I work from home I have a desk in the bedroom. It overlooks the street. Since we live in Uptown the street is always busy. It's my little piece of NYC here in Dallas. I'm sitting watching traffic, listening to quiet music with flower-brewed Jasmine Green tea and a leftover Yankee Christmas Cookie candle. It's a great start to the last day of the year.

Tonight is a big party. One of my companies is event planning and my first public event is tonight. Sold out. Waitlist. Nuts. So off I go to blow up 200 black and silver balloons for the dance floor ceiling. A great morning. And definitely a great night/start to the new year - a room full of people dancing and laughing, having fun at my own event. It's a perfect way to start the year that ushers in the next decade of my life.

Tea and Scones

Here we go again. A second attempt at life online. I did the blog thing once before and quite enjoyed getting my emotions out, not knowing who heard them or how it affected them. I strived for anonymity in the blogosphere. I failed. I developed a bad stalker habit and had to go into hiding. I've been in hiding now for a year and am ready to re-emerge. It's a new year. A new chance.

To recap 2009:

- I celebrated 1-year with a fantastic man

- I moved in with this fantastic man

- I was promoted

- I was fired

- I launched two small businesses

- I was diagnosed with Type-1 Diabetes

- I lost my Papaw

- I extended myself too far emotionally

- I began to focus on those around me

- I learned how to cook

- I learned how to cook as a diabetic

All in all, it was an absolutely amazing year. And one that is, thank god, hours from over. So here I sit with my herbal tea and whole grain scone, anxiously awaiting tonight and the promise of tomorrow.