I’ve had a few fun New Year’s Eves in my day, but mostly they’re pretty blah. It’s always too cold out to do anything really fun, like, you know, watching fireworks on a beach while you drink champagne while wearing a bikini and maybe Snoop Dog is there.
This year promises to be calm, but at least I finally have a good excuse. Our favorite restaurant is doing a 5-course prix fixe, and they delightfully have a 5:30 seating so we can bring Miles without causing too much distress to ourselves and others. It’s not as sexy as a dinner closer to the midnight hour, but the food will be great, and I’ll be able to buy a glass of champagne. My current champagne situation is tricky, because Denny never wants more than half a glass or so, and thus I end up having way too much, because what are you going to do, waste champagne? That hurts my feelings.
Over the last year I’ve never had more than one or two glasses spaced out over an entire evening, what with the breastfeeding, and frankly I think that’s a better quantity for me anyway. I’m getting prone to hangovers in my old age.
Once, relatively early in Miles’s life, back during that two-month span when he’d actually take a bottle of previously pumped milk, I decided to get a little wild and have several glasses of wine, then I did a pump-and-dump. I didn’t like doing that. For one thing, breast pumps aren’t exactly easy to use under the best of circumstances, and being schnockered doesn’t help (in fun news, my spellcheck recognizes schnockered). Also, it just felt dirty and wrong to dump the milk down the sink. If we had a cat, I might have given it to him/her just to see what would happen. That’s probably illegal, I don’t know.
I’m thinking of my brother and his sports team, who are playing in their first bowl game since he joined the staff. My parents and aunt and uncle are there in Jacksonville to watch, and I know they’ll have fun.
Anyway, happy New Year, everyone. Be safe tonight; there will be a lot of drunk drivers on the road. Please wear a silly hat and take a picture.