Sean and I had been planning a New Year's Eve double-date with my best friend and her husband...until I got this text from her at 9:30 am on New Year's Eve:
D'oh. Of course, I felt SO bad that she and her husband were BOTH sick, I couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed. We were going to go out in their town and crash in their guest bedroom. I had already bought sangria. I was going to bring Apples to Apples (wiki is the best). What were we going to do now?!
Well, I should preface this all by saying that luckily, Sean and I agree that New Year's Eve is often overly hyped up. I mean, sure, it's fun to ring in a new year, but it is also just another night and I hate that people try wayyy too hard to have the GREATEST NIGHT EVER and inevitably are let down.
However, I still wanted to have the GREATEST NIGHT EVER. Ahem.
So, after texting around a bit, Sean and I made loose plans with another couple to come over to our place for some drinks, and we would decide what to do from there. We ended up having a great time chatting, then hit the bars a bit before midnight to ring in 2013 with free champagne.
I didn't stay up tooo late...we were in bed by 2am, which is considerably earlier than some of my wilder past New Year's Eves...I guess I am getting older.
Chill nights with friends are where it's at, these days :-)
And of course, any night with this guy is sure to be incredible.
Happy 2013, friends.
I'll be back a bit later with a post about goals (or my lack thereof).