Saturday, January 1

Ready or Not, Here 2011 comes...

There's no way you could pay me to attend New Year's Eve in New York City.  Or Vegas.  Because the crowds alone will cause a panic attack.

I like simple New Year's Eves spent at home, with supermarket-purchased champagne, no need to hunt down a kiss at midnight, where the bouncer doesn't judge whether my pajamas go on at 10:30pm or 1:30am.

Because who can resist a face like this about 3 minutes before Midnight??

2 comments:

  1. I'm sorry to hear that. I still would love to see New York during the holidays. I guess your sisters and I will have to go without you. But who's goin answer all those literature questions on cash cab. And wasn't it you who thought Ben Bailey was so hot.

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  2. I feel the same way, although I'm embarrassed to say I didn't even make it to midnight. I think I went to bed at 11:15. How lame is that??

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