December 31, 1990
Hey Diary,
Guess what? It's New Year's Eve. Daddy and I are at Elizabeth's house. She lives in Bel Air. A little far away from Neverland, but not that bad. Daddy's and my bodyguard Miko Brando is here too. He's the son of the actor Marlon Brando. Daddy and Miko have been friends for a long time. We'll probably spend tonight and tomorrow here. It's about 11:45 at night. We're just 15 minutes away from ringing in the new year. It's actually the second time we'll be doing it. We watched the ball drop in Times Square, but when it was midnight there, it was only 9:00 here. There's nothing wrong with ringing in the New Year twice though. We have a bunch of stuff to celebrate with. Elizabeth bought these little cakes. They're round and made of the same stuff Twinkies are made from, except they don't have cream in the middle. We're going to put whipped cream on them and top them with strawberries. We also are going to have grapes at midnight. Let me explain. There's this tradition that if you eat 12 grapes just after the new year begins, you will have good luck in the new year. Hopefully we will.
We also have champagne. Daddy said I could try some if I want. If I don't like it, we also have some sparkling cider. It's made from grapes and has bubbles. Speaking of which, I wonder if Bubbles knows it's New Year's Eve. He's a smart one, but I'm not sure if he knows about holidays. We'll have to tell all the animals it's 1991 when we get home.
I have to go Diary, because Daddy just said it's 11:55. New Year in 5 minutes! Happy New Year!
Love,
Katie