What a pleasant experience to wake up on Jan. 1 and not have a splitting headache, dry mouth, and the all-consuming urge to stick my finger down my throat to get the vodka/crans-redbull/vodkas-ridiculously sweet hot pink fruity drinks out of my system! (And people say I can't handle my alcohol...huh...)
Last night ended up being a fantastic New Year's celebration. Original plans to head to a concert with my 18-year-old-cousin E were derailed when other fam members thought we should stay home to play games and not be insulting. Hm. We obliged, though I thought it was going to be a bit tiresome (maybe even annoying) to play Wii and Disney's SceneIt with a two, three and seven year old for the second night in three days.
It's all about attitude though (and a little Amaretto didn't hurt either). It ended up being a total blast. A, E and L are so stinking cute. See? It is a physical and mental impossibility to be at all morose around those three.
I was starting to lose steam around 11 p.m. when my aunt C suggested we brave the crazies to watch the fireworks downtown. In typical Alix fashion the grumps started to set in as I was settling deeper and deeper into the couch. I've never been much for New Year's because I don't like hoards of people unless I'm very very drunk and don't know any better.
Anyway, I dragged myself up off the couch and E and I jumped in my car, followed by C, J and cuz Esh in hers. We separated quickly; finding two spots together would have been impossible. I parked in a little alley between the hookah bar and the church on 1st and Arlington, fully giving it up to the gods of parking fate as to whether or not we would come back to a car with an intact windshield (or any car at all).
We met up with B for a quick chai on a nameless rooftop near Java Jungle, then headed to 2nd and Virginia to join the masses in front of Harrah's for the fireworks. It was a beautiful and lengthy display, and definitely lit up the sky well enough to accomplish some amazing people watching on the street level. I could watch people forever, just wondering about who they are and where they're going and where they've come from. It was exceptional though, since many of them were high and/or drunk and/or dressed like maniacs. Fun for E and J to see, too. We shared an (albeit judgmental) smile or two.
E and A New Year's Eve
We returned to the car shortly after making our way through the crowds after the Works. We took C back to her car and then E, J, S and I walked around a bit more through the casinos. More people watching and scantily-clad-girls-with-boobs-hanging-out avoidance (Seth to Jonah, "Don't look at that, don't look at that, and definitely DON'T look at THAT!").
Dropped everyone off and made it to bed before 2:30 a.m. Not too shabby, and much more relaxed than I'd envisioned.
Happy 2010! Hope you have a wonderful first couple weeks to the new year!
1 comment:
SOunds perfect...though the games part does sound like it could get trying after awhile...I have to be in the right mood. Isn't it amazing to think about why all those people come out together on New Years night, when on any other given night of the year, they probably wouldnt stand shoulder to shoulder in that same way? I was thinking that while I watched the fireworks in Sydney with a million other people...crazy :)
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