I have always hated New Years Eve. It's a night where you are expected to get dressed up, go to a club or a fancy party, be surrounded by strangers and have way to much to drink. All of that sounds like my worst nightmare. Even in college, where I was supposed to be a party animal, I preferred the homebody lifestyle. It was quite refreshing this year when Facebook statuses and Twitter updates all declared the same sentiment -"I'll be lucky if I make it to midnight". Finally, my peer group is catching up to my old lady mindset!
If my 2010 NYE celebration is any indication on how my 2011 is going to go, it's going to be a good year.
First, it was spent with my husband, son, and only a few close friends. We all gathered at a friends house, dressed in comfortable clothes and enjoyed each others company. No blaring music. No drunk strangers. No seizure inducing strobe lights. Just good conversation and lots of laughs with those I love. That sounds like a good way to spend most of 2011, don't you think?
Second, there was great food. We stuffed our faces with various styles of fondue and things to dip into the oil, cheese or chocolate. Good wine was also involved. While 2011 is my year of health and weight loss, I do plan the occasional indulgence and hope the future brings many delicious meals.
Third, there were fireworks. Technically I don't like fireworks. They scare me and I'm always worried someone is going to blow off their hand. However, I do like excitement, surprise, inspiration and bursts of color. I hope 2011 is full of the happy, unexpected surprise that keeps life interesting and joyful. I also hope to keep all my limbs in tact.
Finally my New Years Eve celebration involved the blessed joining of two massive forces: New Kids on the Block and the Backstreet Boys. My guilty pleasure sensors were on absolute overload. My Cheese-o-Meter was off the charts. I am not ashamed to admit I loved watching the boy band-palooza. I can only hope that my 2011 is filled with more silliness, more guilty pleasures and more laughter. Oh, and also tickets to the Atlanta BSB/NKOTB reunion tour this spring. Please don't judge me. You know you loved it too.
If my New Years Eve celebration is any indication of how new year will go, I think I'm in for a treat.
This post was inspired by the Writers Workshop prompt: If the way you spent your New Year’s Eve is any indication of how the rest of the year will go, how would you say your future is looking right about now?