New Years Eve, that magical moment in time when streamers are thrown, resolutions are made, a toast is given and kissing ensues. Bright lights, dancing, celebrations galore. At our house the husband and I greeted the new year by staying up til midnight with only one eye open, pecking each other on the lips and rolling over to sleep. Yes, we took it as a victory that we stayed up that long. By 12:01 all was quiet except for some gentle snoring. It doesn’t take us long to get to the REM stage.
We used to revel and party for the upcoming years arrival. Then we had our son and things changed, life changed. Now our son is grown and gone and it’s just us. The new year is welcomed but the party atmosphere has shrunk to an occasional dinner party or, as in this year’s event, sometimes met with just our jammies on and the TV.
New Years comes no matter what mode we usher it in, so why not be comfortable. Life is ever changing and so is the style of our celebrations. All hail the occasional party, but also say yes to just snuggling up with The One and exchanging a lingering kiss.
magicalmess 