We'll be up until past 1:00 a.m. because Oldest son is at a party in a nearby neighborhood. Clearly he has a more active social life than we do, and we had to have a chat last night about how another parent needs to help do the driving as we shouldn't be the only ones to drive Oldest and his friends to a bowling alley at 6:00, pick them up at 8:00 to transfer to a house party, and then retrieve at 1:00 a.m. Plus, Hubs and I had not had a bite out to eat alone in forever so Oldest did find another buddy's parent to do the 6:00 bowling alley delivery.
Hubs and I walked on a trail at a nearby park for 2 or 3 miles in the late afternoon and we reminisced about some past New Year's Eves. For several years, before kids, we went to an English pub that included dart playing, a roaring fire, lots of smoke in your eyes, an 80-year-old woman playing show tunes on a piano and the owner would pass out champagne and party favors. Hubs would order a "Black and Tan" and years later when we found a dog to adopt at the Humane Society, his description read "black and tan" and I suggested we name him Guinness, which I heard of at this English pub.
This year we went to a Cuban cafe for a 5:00 dinner (we may be getting closer to the "Del Boca Vista" lifestyle-age like Seinfeld's parents, but mostly it was because we wanted to try this restaurant and it was booked at 6:00). It was just okay. I did try a frozen mojito and it was good but the food was disappointing...in the few times we go out alone a year that happens a lot, unfortunately. We were back home at 6:15 and I fixed something to eat for Middle and Youngest sons and baked some brownies to go with ice cream and got into my fleece pajamas as fast as I could. I never have coffee at night but I made some a little while ago and we bowled on the Wii (wearing my soft, fuzzy socks and not bowling shoes, and I won but don't even ask me about the golf--I couldn't do it and quit).
Tomorrow the tree gets hauled back to Home Depot for recycling, the decorations get put back in the attic, the boys get put to work cleaning the bathrooms and the Christmas ham goes into a soup pot with split peas.
Two days left of Christmas vacay. I wish I could make time stand still!
Happy, happy New Year!
