We’ve been tossing what I think must be the flu back and forth between us all for a couple of weeks now and New Years was the Island King and the Oldest Island Boy’s turn.
The Oldest is fighting it hard but the Island King went down
like a ton of bricks.
Our plan was to build a bonfire in the back yard, cook some
chicken on the grill, play some games and then end the night with fireworks.
Sounded good until it got foggy in the early afternoon and
then rainy as it got dark.
I looked around the house at 5:00 and realized that everyone
else was asleep which meant I definitely needed to readjust our plans.
I thought about it for a minute and decided the best plan was no plan at all so I read until 6:30 when everyone started waking up.
Cruella DeVille showed up and he and the Island Girl headed over to a friend's house for the evening.
I didn't see him again until it was time to set off fireworks just before midnight.
The Youngest and his Dad were both moving a lot slower and were content to play video and computer games until midnight.
Even Buddy the Beagle was feeling lazy. He stayed like this for half the night.
And since he has no sense of modesty I had to cover him up a little.
I cooked the chicken inside and even though it wasn't as good as it would have been cooked on the grill, it wasn't bad.
About 11:30 it was time to go outside and set off some fireworks. The boys were disappointed that we were stuck with Florida fireworks but I assured them we'd get to Alabama for some of the good ones for the 4th of July.
It really doesn't matter though - the fact that they get to use lighters, start fires and watch things sizzle and pop makes them happy.
New Year's Day was more of the same. Napping, reading and more napping.
Nothing exciting but since 13 has always been my lucky number we're gearing up for a wonderful New Year!
2 comments:
We actually managed to stay up until midnight this year. Billy Joel was on PBS and my husband, who had heard of him but didn't know any of his music was fascinated. I don't know how anyone can get to such an advanced age without hearing him, but somehow it happened. My house went to sleep to the music of fireworks around the neighborhood, but we all just collapsed into our beds and slept.
Mostly because, I think, that we were also battling illness (colds) and staying up until midnight was about as exciting as we could get. I think we're on the mend - hope your house is too!
Sayre,
Illness and staying up late don't mix. Mine rallied for the fireworks but spent the rest of the night napping and watching tv.
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