I have a firm belief you should spend the New Year holiday doing exactly what you want to do the rest of the year. I took a road trip, drank quite a bit (in a party setting, not an I'm-so-alone-I-need-a-drink type setting), knitted, and hung with friends. Not bad. Ooo, and I got a man to cook an excellent meal for us. Perfect.
My sisters and I took the convertible down to Pescadero, for some good backroads, and ollallaberry pie. It wasn't really convertible weather, but it wasn't raining, so the top stayed down.
If you have a convertible, you should be contractually obliged to use it. It makes driving so much more fun. We took the long way down, on the best roads in the nation (Really, by the end of my travels I will be able to say that with authority). Hwy 35, and Pescadero Road. Ahhh.
We wandered our way back, broke out the Buffy, and the champagne, and knitted our way into the new year with Kira and Rachel. The next day I headed into the city, and had a wonderful dinner at Nate's house with lots of friends. I drank some more, and we played 3-5-7 until it was time to meet everyone at the bar for, you guessed it, more knitting. Here's Nate, with his finished beer cozy. After about a year, he now has a pair! (they are for bottles, not pints, so it looks a little strange)
I woke up this morning to Little Boy next door, and his brand new full drum kit. Happy Christmas, everyone. This is gonna get old real quick. Poor Rachael, she has to live next to him. And she had a migraine this morning. I offered to kick his ass for her, but she is still full of holiday goodwill. Maybe tomorrow.
Oooo, I now have 3 people linking to me!! How exciting is that! Everyone that didn't come to me through them should go check them out. There's Billy, who kindly offered me a driveway in England if Tach ever makes it that far, and Willa, webmistress extraordinaire. And, of course, Rachael.