On NYE

Admit it. New Years Eve is always sort of a disappointment, right? You spend big money for a ticket to what is billed as The Party or maybe you celebrate a little more low key with friends. You shell out for a babysitter. If you are me you dress up. . . And inevitably it is a dud. Just does not live up to expectations.

For me this has been a pattern. It’s not that I have a bad time on NYE . I just can’t say I ever thought one was so super remarkable over any other evening.

Last year, our stupid year of COVID, I was stood up by a friend, not due to COVID, but because he had to travel several hours to obtain a vaccine and his friend’s car broke down. So I spent it with my puppy. Probably the best date ever actually.

This year my kids & I did an adventure course this morning and had a great early dinner out. Tonight I am at our resort bathed and in my jammies and glasses. I’m sitting outside in our perfect Florida weather with fireworks going off at the theme parks in the distance drinking some really nice cava. In the background I hear Sponge Bob in one room and Mortal Combat in the other. This might be the best New Years ever…even if I don’t make it to midnight!