Oh, New Years! or: Ladies, lend me your Sequins! I currently have 2 sides of myself. One wants to don a little sequined dress and ridiculous heels and flit about to parties, dancing, laughing, memory-making, spilling champagne on myself, embracing some secret part of myself that likes to do such things (but sadly, rarely does.) And Another part of me wants sit on the couch and watch the Other Sister and eat an entire chicken pot pie. To compromise, maybe I will find sequined pajama pants?