Bringing in the New Year-Then and Now
Bye Bye 2011
New Year’s Eve brings with it a grand celebration all over the world! Libations, fireworks, parties, resolutions…and the list goes on. As a child, I rarely stayed awake until the midnight hour to bring in the New Year, but as a teenager and young adult, the celebration was something I always looked forward to, and even made it to New York one year to watch the ball drop. Looking back, I think my expectations were unrealistic in a “When Harry Met Sally” sort of way, and never did the night end with me kissing the perfect guy while Auld Lang Syne played in the background. In fact, except for New York, I remember the awful champagne hangovers much more than the celebrations themselves!
At some point, I no longer felt obligated to go out and party the night away and magically, those awful next day hangovers with greasy hamburger and French fry antidotes became a thing of the past. I began to take a more sensible approach to celebrating New Year’s Eve as age crept into my bones, and yawning moved in around 9:00 p.m. My partying consisted of dining out, having a couple glasses of wine and sometimes staying on the scene until midnight, but more times not. Without the dreaded hangover on New Year’s Day, I felt good enough to cook black eyed peas for lunch (a Southern tradition for good luck and prosperity.)
Today is New Year’s Eve and I deliberately have no plans; except to relax, write this hub and if I'm lucky enough to stay awake, Dick Clark and I, along with millions of others, will watch the ball drop once again.
Yes, my way of celebrating the coming New Year has changed quite a bit over time, but they’ve all been special in some way. Now for the last twenty minutes of 2011, I shall be entertained by Lady Gaga and others, while resting under the covers in bed. Happy New Year, my dear Hub friends. May your 2012 be everything you hope for and more!! God bless.