I hate New Year’s Eve. Hey! Let’s all go out and get trashed and ring in a new start with a horrid hangover and booming headache! Yippee! No thanks. Even before I was a member of the LDS church, I only went out drinking once for New Year’s Eve. Usually it was a quiet gathering of friends and a time of reflection.
Now, as a mama, it’s just another night to not waste any precious sleep! Oh, I guess I need to reflect and figure out some sort of plan for the new year, but I’m not big on the pressure of resolutions, and why on earth would I waste all that time my kids are sleeping by staying up and watching a tape-delay of what the folks in New York are doing? Nope.
So it’s jammies for all of us, and it’s not even 6 p.m. yet. A plate of nachos, a bag of popcorn and a movie. Happy New Year, mama’s and daddies! Here’s to a bright and joyous and many-nights-o- full-sleep 2007.
Ha ha – my only REAL resolution this year is to GET MORE SLEEP!
My resolution is to make it to 2008 relatively sane.
We’re about to go to bed, so Happy New Year in advance! Yes, we’re lame.
Happy New Year! I’m all for sleeping through it as well! LOL
So we opened the door at 12:02 this morning (I don’t know why – Bri had to check outside, maybe to make sure everyone else knew it was the New Year) and some faraway idiot yelled, “Happy F***in New Year!”
And then we decided to perform our first act of forgiveness of 2007.