Last year we were dancing in the streets on New Year's Eve. Not exactly in the streets but in a bar, which is almost the same thing and it was really fun. I officially declared that going out for New Year's Eve is not overrated. I still believe that but you gotta be able to get your booty dressed and out into the cold frigid air first and that is the hardest part. This year dinner and drinking at home would do.
We went to Tiramisu Trattoria because it was closer to home than downtown, the parking is plentiful and free, and the food is good. I got the lasagna because I find it very difficult to go to an Italian restaurant and order anything else. He got the sausage rigatoni. After filling up on bread and salad we took home more than we ate.
Poker is harder than I thought. I kept getting the hands confused. Is it suit or number that makes the hand? I think I got it; sort of and will do better next time but I had to take a break so I got out Yahtzee and proceeded to play the worst three games I have ever played in my life. Ever. And I've been playing Yahtzee since I was like 10 years old. It was me and my older sister's favorite game for a long time and I used to be good but I couldn't roll anything good to save my life and had to fill in zeros for almost everything. While we played MJ put on silly movies that nobody really wants to admit to making an effort to sit down and watch. Scary Movie 2 was just down right ridiculous but Bad Grandpa was actually hilarious. We switched over to countdown shows and then toasted the New Year with champagne and a smooch.
Two weeks at home is plenty of time to feel refreshed, be productive and have fun and just long enough to almost make you forget that you have a job. Which is awesome. The holidays are over. Food for the week has been prepped and my staycation is all but over. I'm not exactly thrilled about that but the new year has begun and there is something to be said for being alive and well to see another one.