Wednesday, January 15, 2014

When the ball dropped. . .

This year I spent New Year's Eve with my best friend, her husband and their 8-year-old son.  We played Headbanz and Uno and Monopoly, drank lots of wine and delicious tropical fusion bubbly (not the 8-year-old), talked about all kinds of issues big and small, and went to bed around 12:11.  It was a blast.  A happy medium for me because I was "out" (of my own house) on a big *party night* without actually having to be "OUT".

New Year's is my favorite holiday, bar none.  Yes, I could say Christmas or Thanksgiving or Easter, but when I think of the actual emotional high I get from the day, it's New Year's all around.  I love counting down to midnight, I love watching Dick Clark's (RIP) New Year's Rockin' Eve, I LOVE the actual feeling on New Year's Day that I have literally entered a completely different life than the one I had yesterday.  Blank slate, fresh page, new calendar, all that jazz.  I 100% buy into it every year and it's AWESOME!  Linus and the Great Pumpkin have nothing on Cousin Chip and the Spirit of New Year's Day.

1 comment:

  1. I'm amazed at how different we are! Usually we are spot on, the same down to the spelling so this one surprised me. :)

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