Lots of people love New Year’s Eve, and more power to them! I, however, do not count myself amongst their number.
I don’t drink. I don’t like being in large groups of people. And drunk people aren’t my favorite either.
If you were to try to design a holiday that held no interest to me you’d end up with New Year’s Eve.
That being said, there is one thing that I always to try to on New Year’s Eve: eat some pigs in a blanket.
Why? Well, when I was growing up (and well into college), I would generally stay home on New Year’s Eve and hang out with my mom. She’d always buy one of those variety packs of frozen hors d’oeuvre and we’d eat them as we watched Dick Clark ring in the New Year not so far away in Times Square.
That’s why I ate 4 pigs in a blanket (pictured above) and thought of my mom.
Happy New Year!
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I ate Thai food and was sound asleep by 10:30!
I probably should have said “Happy New Year” in that last post…
So.. Happy New Year!