Skip to main content

It's just another New Year's Eve

If I were a betting a woman, I would bet that I have used the above post title before. I will try to remember to check before I post this.

Here it is, another New Year's Eve. Unlike Barry Manilow, I don't feel the need to make it the best. This night really is just another night for me. My guess is that I have stayed up past midnight only once in the past decade (old-cough-old). Tonight will probably be no exception.

I will be going out to dinner with my mom and the kid. We waited until yesterday to make a reservation, so we will be dining at 4:30 (speaking of old). My guess is if we had tried this in the Burgh, we would have been out of luck (we are at Mom's in Indiana County). But the worrier in me likes to be off the roads pretty early anyway.

Mom has been in PA since Sunday night, just before midnight. For some reason almost an hour elapsed from the time her plane landed (around 11:50 p.m., not exactly a prime flying time) until her suitcase made it on the luggage spin-around-thingy. This is why unless I am flying for a week, I do my best to cram everything into a carry-on bag. Regardless, I am glad that Mom has/will be around for a week. Remember how I wondered in another post if you can ever go back? Well, mostly you can't, for various reasons. But just that Mom is doing pretty well and is here is an accomplishment. We will have to see what the future holds.

Besides family and food (yes, I am still eating a lot), the other thing I am thinking about is the Winter Classic hockey game and this: For as many times as the weather people are off, can the 50-degree-and raining weather they have been forecasting for days please, please, please be wrong? I caught a few minutes of the 2007 Winter Classic on TV last night. It was so cool to see all the snow falling. Rain, on the other hand, is not only annoying, but dangerous (and may be cause to cancel the game). The Burgh and the Pens could really use some winter weather for this outdoor game. For the love of Pete, we had how many days of snow and 20-degrees in December, and Mother Nature waits until the one day we need that January weather in actual January and refuses to cooperate. Here is to holding out hope.

Oh, well. Happy New Year. May your 2011 be a good one (FYI, I am once again going to try to pronounce the year just as "they" did in the last century. Say "twenty-eleven" with me, will you).

Comments

Sherri said…
I thought maybe you had a visitor... you of the prolific and lucid posts ;-). Hope you're having fun. Hubby and I were just saying the other night that New Year's always holds such high expectations.... and 9X out of 10 actually disappoints. We lay low, normally - take-out food - treats for kids - some dumb New Year's countdown on (maybe a movie before) .... maybe a glass or two of wine. Anyway - happy "twenty eleven".

Popular posts from this blog

Worry

Lately, I have had some anxiety. I have been waking up within an hour of when I fall asleep (partially because my bladder has its own timetable). And then I lie awake, worrying about various things. Mostly I worry that I am failing as a parent. I worry that I allow my child to be disrespectful to me more than she should. I worry that I am not forcing my shy child to do more things. And I worry that the few things I am pushing her to do will make her resent me. I worry that she gets stressed about school. I worry that she is bothered because she does not have a lot of friends. I worry because I don't know why that is.

I worry that we will be stuck in our house in our bad school district, a place where we would not send our child to high school when she graduates in two years (two years!). Then I worry that our somewhat introverted child will have to go to cyber school. Because there is just no way that we could afford to send her to Catholic high school, for which tuition is curren…

Why I am an "Other"

Last month while I was getting my driver's license picture taken, I tried to change my political party affiliation. For whatever reason, my choices were Democrat, Republican, Other, and None. But first, how I got there.

I registered as a Democrat when I first registered to vote, just before the '92 election. At that time, I was "kind of" liberal (for growing up in a somewhat rural area in western PA), and pretty much all of my relatives were registered that way, so it made sense. I was not really into politics at that young age, however.

As I got into my late 20s, I started to realize I was becoming more conservative, so a few years later, when it was time to renew my driver's license, I changed to Republican. I still remember the day at work when I told my coworker Anne that I was really a Republican. She told me she had known it for years. During the 2008 election, I was on board with John McCain running for president, mostly because I thought he was a good pe…

My first and hopefully my last biposy (or I would rather be at the beach)

This past Monday afternoon I had my biopsy. Up until Sunday night, I was not worried. In fact, I was never really concerned about having cancer; it was the needle part that bothered me. As it turns out, there is more than a needle; there is an actual incision. So it was not surprising that I only got a few hours of sleep. But on a positive note, I cruised right down the Parkway that morning, being the Monday before the 4th, so there was that.

I got there at the prescribed 30 minutes ahead of time; in fact, it was probably close to 35 minutes! I had to wait about 10 minutes, during which I could feel my seat vibrate (still not sure about that; I was tired but I don't think I was imaging it). Then I went back, changed, and waited in the "gowned waiting area" for no more than 5 minutes. Not even enough time to find out whose twins Jennifer Garner was pregnant with! WARNING: What follows will be detailed, though not too graphic.

Then I went back to a room, where someone as…