New Year, 2014

Well, another New Year's has come and gone. Again, good riddance. Can you tell I'm not a big fan of New Year's Eve? Not New Year's Eve itself, but just the amateurish celebrations of it. Why do people have to act like idiots? Every New Year's Eve now, I'm so glad I'm retired (for now), and can just have a quiet eve at home with Joanie. I often think of all the eve's I worked, and all the bacchanalia that went along with them. I usually don't drink any cocktails that night, as a sort of silent, self-protest against amateur night. It's so nice to go out with Joanie for an early dinner, maybe around 4pm, come home, relax, have some hot tea, or a cup of hot chocolate, watch an old black-and-white on the TCM channel, do some reading, and be asleep before midnight. Best thing about that: no hangover the next morning! Get up early, go to the 10:30am Mass at St. Elizabeth's, then take my wife out for a New Year's brunch buffet at Normandie Farm Restaurant in Potomac, Maryland. Great popovers, by-the-way. Then later that night, to help bring in and celebrate the new year, I just may have a cocktail!