Happy 10 or is it 0-10? How am I supposed to say it? Crazy to think that 10 years ago I was kid-less and slightly worried that the world was going to malfunction because of the whole Y2K thing. Now it's all about the Mayan calendar and 2012. Are there any tutorials on underground bomb shelters out there???
My husband and I started a new tradition a few years ago. Each New Year's Eve, we spend the night in a hotel near a beach. We talk about the past year's pros and cons, and then we discuss future goals and ambitions. I like it.
This year we stayed in La Jolla. Very pleasant, refreshing, and rejuvenating. That is until our hotel neighbors, college kids, came back from a long night of partying and decided to keep on partying. We could here everything. EVERYTHING! At one point they were trying to decide which one of them could afford a DUI on their driving record. "I already have a DUI. How would you feel about one? Do you think you can afford one?" Finally, one of them came to the brilliant idea of calling a cab to take them to a Denny's restaurant. Phew! So off they went, however they soon returned and one young man, feeling home sick, decided to call his relatives in India. Apparently the phone connection wasn't very clear so HE HAD TO YELL! Just as I was about to pound on the wall, my calm husband picked up the phone, called their room and politely asked them to be quiet. It sort of worked. He did speak a little softer, but the walls were just too thin. After the young man hung up the phone he and his lady friend then ended ringing in the new year with a bada bing bada boom. *sigh* At about 5:30 am all was quiet and we got a few hours of sleep.
16 years ago, right where that couple is walking, my husband proposed to me. My bliss.
Happy New Year!
Happy New Year!