Year, that is.
We’ve been doing a bit of gadding about, and just got back from a brief visit to Guelph for a visit with a couple sisters-in-law and such. Not that you care. Lovely evening, but we headed back in this direction around eight or so.
No late night New Years celebrations for us this year I’m afraid. We’ll be having a little gathering of the clan on Friday night. A much more suitable night for a late night, especially for the hosts, who had to work during the week. Hey, I’m flexible.
I’ve never been one to be too terribly caught up in the whole “Happy New Year” thing, so being tucked into my wee bed come midnight suits me just fine. I’ll do just fine without the champagne and caviar. (gah! never caviar!)
Just the same, here’s hoping your New Years is a safe and happy one.
Happy New Year!
Thanks for sticking around.