lentil soup

It’s official. The best year of my life is over.

I met up with a new friend last night and after we checked out the local fireworks, we went and made lentils. Say what? Yes, lentils. While I was planning on being in a NyQuil-induced coma when the clock struck midnight (I’ve got the flu), my friend was planning to attend a party hosted by Brazilians… and they asked her to bring lentils. In Brazil, lentils signify wealth and they eat them on the first day of the year to bring good luck. I ate them last night hoping they would make me un-sick by the time I return to work tomorrow.

But then we began to wonder, would they still work for me, even though I ate them at 9 p.m. on the last day of the year and not the first? So rather than risk it, I opened a can of lentil soup this morning in hopes of slurping in just enough luck to make my 2007 even better than my 2006.

I won’t give a play-by-play of my last day, but my year ended like a really good movie does. It’s over, but it’s not over. The end offered just enough insight of what’s to come, or rather just enough hope and just enough possibilities to know that even though you don’t know, you know it won’t be anything less than magnificent.

So now seems as good a time as any to start writing, posting photos, and living a 21st century life accessible to my far-away friends via the internet. 2006 is a hard year to beat, but I think 2007 can do it… especially if the Brazilians are right about the lentils.