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January 1, 2002
I will never be the hostess with the mostess. Twenty-two people clustered around our television to watch that ball drop in New York. Champagne filled four matching wine glasses, one wine glass that didn't match anything, three juice cups, four martini glasses, five plastic cups (kids counting cups, if you must know), one disposable cup and four coffee mugs. With a faint blush on my cheeks, I handed people their champagne. As I handed him his, he touched my hand lightly and said, 'It's not about cups, anyhow' and winked. Which made me feel better, but blush all the more.