Remembering all those past “wild party New Year’s Eves” made me appreciate this one.
I don’t have to get dressed up in a sequined dress or make up my face. I don’t have to get a sitter or prepare exotic chips and dips. I don’t have to drive anywhere.
I’ll be in my pajamas with my best friends – probably watching the “Wedding Date” for the 10th time. Marie, Judy and I love that movie. They’ll be spending the night and we’ll toast in the New Year with some fudge – okay, maybe a little champagne.
But tomorrow we’ll have our game face on, colored in maroon and white.