We actually managed to stay awake until midnight to help usher in the new year. It's an amazing accomplishment for Mr. Smith & me to stay up that late. Well, we were awake, but certainly not the life o' the party -- that's Millie's job. The Smithlings never have trouble burning the midnight oil. All three of the Smithlings are night owls; however, they do have trouble getting up the morning after a late night of revelry. And on New Year's Eve they DID imbibe a bit of the bubbly. Don't worry, it was "ciderpagne" or sparkling cider.
Opening the bottle of Martinelli's cider conjured up memories of an incident that took place many years ago when I was a junior in high school. I feel a flashback (not a hot flash) coming on! :-) A few of my "older & more mature" 12th grade friends & I convinced two 17-year-old boys that we could pass ourselves off as being 21. We went to the store & purchased two bottles of bubbly (sparkling cider), chilled it & later served it to our unsuspecting "victims." These guys were impressed with the fact that we didn't get carded. We were careful to wrap the bottle of "champagne" in a linen cloth -- to show that we had knowledge of how to serve the beverage, but mostly to conceal the label. Our serving presentation added to our credibility -- we made quite an impression on these "less cultured" individuals. After a few glasses of the effervescent liquid, the two guys appeared to be quite intoxicated. My girlfriends & I giggled about the condition of these boys, which led the young men to believe that we, too, were getting tipsy. We never revealed the truth to these two. Perhaps it is possible to act silly after a few glasses of carbonated sugary-goodness. Or maybe they were pulling one over on us. Who knows? Recalling that episode made me laugh, and the kids enjoyed hearing the tales from my youth.
Back to 2009: When the clock finally got to midnight, I got a new year's smooch from my "Schnookums." We then went outside with the kids to bang pots, whoop, holler, & awaken our neighbors. We lit a few leftover fireworks from Independence Day, but they were all pretty much duds. After approximately 1 minute of celebrating, we headed indoors to enjoy our glass of Martinelli's. What a wild party. We ARE getting old.
Once again, no one in our family made any resolutions. We are all perfect & don't need to make any changes for 2009. Yeah, right...
