Without a Bang, Not even a Whimper

I wouldn’t even know New Year’s Eve had come and gone if I didn’t look at the calendar and realize today is January 1, 2008. I was blissfully asleep at midnight, put to sleep by a single glass of white wine, not even Champagne.

It seemed all the people we usually hang out with had other plans – other friends, a cruise, you name it. So we ate our homemade pea soup with corn bread as our New Year’s Eve dinner, split a TJ lava cake, and settled in to watch a movie.

My husband, who is in charge of our NetFlix account had but one movie on hand – The Astronaut Farmer. Maybe if I had been high on something besides white wine, I could have found this movie funny. But instead it seemed like the stupidest movie I had ever seen, not even well acted. So 10 minutes in, I politely bowed out and went up to bed.

Did I miss the usual celebration? Not in the least. I got up relatively early today feeling energetic and ready to begin again. I reminded my husband we had saved a bundle by our modest homestyle celebration. Does my enjoyment of simplicity mean that indeed I am getting OLD? Probably, but it’s OK.

P.S. I did get my kiss, but well before midnight!