Happy New Year Everyone!

New Year's Eve, definitely gets the props for being the biggest let down holiday of them all. What I mean by this is, the expectation is always too high. I mean everyone always expects some sort of epiphany that never occurs. So if there is such a thing as a New Year's Eve Scrooge... that's what I am.

For years I worked on New Year's Eve, either bartending or waiting tables at the Speedway. We always tried to meet in the side hall or the back with a stolen bottle of champagne and some plastic champagne glasses. In retrospect, it was probably less of a let down and thus a better night, because at least you knew what to expect. It was always possible that you might end up pouring decaf for "Princess Valium at table #4" right as the New Year rolled in.

Tonight, we are of course hanging out at home. We'd like to blame this on our child, but the truth is, the first New Year's Eve that Jorma and I spent together, I ended up falling asleep on the sofa, Jorma waking me up at midnight for the kiss.

Last New Year's Eve we arrived in Charlotte with our 6 week old child and a cat in a bag, after a week of living in a hotel and a month of packing. My nerves were so shot that it's amazing the champagne I drank didn't cause some chemical reaction in my brain, resulting in permanent psychosis.

So this year we've decided to take in a movie, drink some beer and force ourselves to stay awake until the New Year rolls in. Jorma has a plan. He made a grocery run and came back with some red flavored, Power Surge Ultra Mega Energy Drink. It tasted disgusting to him but I thought it was ok and said that it tasted better than Scotch, which must have given him the idea to add some Scotch to it, which made it ok to him, and disgusting to me. I'm naming his new creation Loss Ness Monster.

Happy New Year Everyone!