The anxiety provoking,  “what are you doing New Year’s Eve” question is right up there, for some, with “got a Valentine’s Day plan?”

No need to expound on the reasons, if you are nodding in agreement you know why.

And, of course, spending the time with your friends and family, sending off a card (candy optional), or popping a bottle of champagne, while very viable options, doesn’t quite do it, does it?

Lie.

Rather than being met with that soulful eye look, the slightly averted eyes, the mumbled tsk tsk, really, lie.

I’m off to Paris. Whisked away for a mystery road trip. Being wined and dined at Bouley, Per Se, Wendy’s.

In the meanwhile, you can begin vigorously planning for St. Patrick’s Day, no angst, no worries, no problem, unless you simply don’t look good in green.