Our friends, the Gruzenkys, got married at midnight on 01/01/11. Here’s a picture of us with them at their first date! 🙂
Happy New Year!
By Jammie Salagubang – Buzz Editor
My family has this belief about New Year’s Eve: Whoever you’re with and whatever you are doing at the stroke of midnight is who you will be with and what you will be doing for the next year.
(Now that I think about it, this might have been a clever ruse of my dad to keep us at home and out of trouble on New Year’s Eve. His pleas usually included the guilt-inducing refrain, “Don’t you want to be with your family?”)
This practice is usually and dutifully observed by my family, along with other questionable practices, such as eating 12 grapes in the 12 seconds before midnight so you can have a “fruitful” year (which, while it may involve having someone who knows the Heimlich maneuver around, is very entertaining. Trust.)
But I do believe in it. One year, my sister had to work New Year’s Eve, and for the rest of the year she missed every major family occasion. Last year, although I was with my man, he sat across the table and seemed physically far away from me. That year, we had a veeery long distance relationship as I moved to South Korea.
This New Year’s Eve at around midnight, I will be attending my roommate’s wedding, and true to form, weddings loom large in 2011 for me.
Not only am I getting married next year, I know of six other weddings also happening that year. Four of them are in March alone.
I, too, might have had my wedding that month, except my cousin and I picked the same date in March, and as that is her actual birthday, I begrudgingly decided she had prenatal rights to it.
So now my wedding is in April, but though I have more time to plan, it seems I am behind the crowd. Many of the Marchers already seem to have their entire wedding planned out. I was just happy that we decided on a venue.
That happened three weeks ago.
(It’s even stranger when I consider that most of these people got engaged after me.)
But no matter. At midnight on New Year’s Eve, I plan to be with my man, holding his hand, getting teary-eyed as I bask in the radiance of celebratory love and cake. Not a bad way to spend the rest of next year, I think.
Jammie Karlman is the entertainment editor for the Chico Enterprise-Record. Contact her at buzz@chicoer.com. Follow her on Twitter @JammieKarlman
Is it true that nearly-hatched eggs are a Filipino delicacy? What happens with the feathers?
It’s true. The eggs are called balut. The ones I have seen, the fetuses inside looked more like jelly. However, there are times when feathers can be seen. But because of all the liquid, they aren’t fluffy and can be slurped down as well.