Every year I tell myself I'm not going to watch the ball drop. This year I thought I wasn't going to even stay up until midnight, but we had some friends over & we were having a good time so I did. If there's one thing that makes me sad is watching all of those people in the cold in Times Square & wondering if they are getting what they want out of life. I don't know that they'll find it wearing one of those hats and the glasses that say the year. Then there's poor old Dick Clark who gets trotted out there like a robot every year, all made up to look like he's perpetually 50 years old, all to hold on to some preconceived notion of what New Year's Eve should look like. The wee hours of the morning make me sad, too. I'd much rather get up at 3 in the morning than stay up until 3. It just feels unnatural, I think God made the day the way he did for a reason. There's enough darkness in the world, why make it any darker by sleeping through the best hours of the day?
I tell you what doesn't make me sad, though, is spending 2011 with the best little family I can imagine. A toast to Christie, Lillian & little Winston doggie. Lillian even gave us a couple smiles this morning, it's going to be a good year.
Five favorite songs of the day
Souvenirs-John Prine
I'm New Here-Gil Scott Herron
Empty Hearts-Josh Ritter
Compared to What?-John Legend & the Roots
This Year-The Mountain Goats
Happy 2011, friends...
andrew
2 comments:
You must have been "tuned in" to Dad's sermon last night--all about the darkness and the light. Lilly has changed since last week. I miss her. Give her a hug and some kisses for me and tell her to save some smiles for me, too.
Here I am awake at 4 am to agree with you.
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