I look forward to it because one, I like to celebrate anything, and two, it means winter is rounding that inevitable corner, and doing it's best to turn into to spring again. Of course with a few harsh reminders that it's still winter...
I've celebrated every year that I can remember, and will probably continue to do so in some way or another as I get older.
Thinking back, the first year that I remember celebrating, ever really... or at least without family, was when I was in 7th grade. My friend Sara and I got together at my parents house while they were out at a party. Just the two of us hung out as the ball dropped, doing things 7th graders do. Including, but not limited to, sneaking some of their liquor. I don't remember it being much, and have absolutely no idea where the rest of our friends were that night. But thought we were living on the edge.
I remember the year that I went in to get a bad dye job fixed from days prior, and while there, I told the girl just do it like your hair. Not so much different from what I wanted, but little did I know my hair takes to colors differently than her's does... Known fact now. Anyways, water under the bridge, so I get done, and my hair is close to, almost... ok, lets just call it black... Not what her hair looked like, not what I was going for. After wanting to cry, poke my eyes out to prohibit me from looking at it, poke other people's eyes out to prevent them from seeing it, or do my best attempt at a home bleach job... I got ready as I would any other new years eve, and tried to wear it with pride that night. Getting a few compliments,
The year the snowstorm came, did not get in our way of celebrating.
In fact, instead of finding one place to party, or staying home... we found 3, and got stuck on our way out of all 3. Including our street at 3 in the morning. Our dad got out of bed to do his best to unjam us. While pushing Crystal's car up the street his coat or arm got stuck on her mirror and broke something. She was not happy, and neither was he. Not a good end to the evening...
There was a year that we all dressed in our best, and partied like celebrities at a friends house.
This was the year that I wanted to make sure I got my midnight kiss, as years passed had been a little off with my boyfriend at the time. To find out when the ball dropped he was meandering around finding champagne to pop for the 12:00 celebration. Brianna wasn't a happy camper.
Last year, we didn't make any plans, didn't find anything fun to wear.
Just got ready and drove to the bar. Kind of a whatever happens, happens kind of night, and it was fabulous.
BUT, my favorite memory of ringing in the new year was 2 years ago. Our friends the Latterall's had a house party with a theme, a space theme.
They decorated the house to the 9s, and people were to dress up. Steve and I didn't put much effort into it, which I wish we had. I made myself a pair of moon boots though.
That brings me to the present, cheers to this year, we are gathering at my friend's house for some food, drinks, and friends. Who knows where the night will take us, we may end up at a local establishment, or just ring the new year in right in her living room.
I hope you all have a new years that is great for you, whether it be relaxing on the couch, dressing up for a fancy bar night, going to a friends house, or any other way you can think of. Just try not to get caught in a snowstorm!