
I have tried really hard to get "into" New Year's Eve but yea I just don't enjoy it. I mean I like hanging out with friends at like a house party, thats cool as long as I don't have to drive anywhere. But really...ewwwwwww...I have no desire at my awesome age (30 is the new 15) to go out dressed up, find a way into downtown Boston, stand outside of a bar in cute shoes and pay a $2o cover to get into a bar where a beer will cost me $12. I would be surrounded by a bunch of 22 yrs old who are looking to start the year off waking up in someones bed who they didn't know 12 hours earlier. Ummmm...yea...that sounds...ummmm AWFUL!
One of the best New Year's Eves I had was was I fell asleep on the couch while Jade and Brooke sat on me and they watched TV. Biddy came home and was like "Ummm the 22 yr old is asleep and the little kids are watching TV, whats wrong with this?" I woke up to watch the ball drop and Brooke was like: "That's it?"
Yea I know, stayed up until midnight to watch a big ass ball with light bulbs on it slip down a pole. Why?
This is what I want to do this New Year's Eve, go to the Halfway with Mike (it is a Thursday after all) and come home at like 8pm and go to bed. Happy Sleep for me!


