Good morning, Internet! And how was your New Year's Eve?
Did you go out and get down with your bad self? Did you drink? Did you eat? Were you merry? (Or can you only say that at Christmas?) Were you like one of the hundreds of thousands of INSANE people that went to Disneyland?
Let me say this about Disneyland on New Year's Eve. Psychotic. I've never done it myself (although one year The Husband and I went on Christmas Eve and It. Was. Nuts.) but the hotel I work in? (In which I work? Whatever.) It's a stone's throw away from the Happiest Place on Earth.
Each year, during the holidays, we are inundated with families who have decided that Disneyland is the place to be, not realizing that thousands- no, hundreds of thousands of other equally psychotic families have also decided the same.
I feel bad for the families who don't know. The families who think the parks will be quiet because it's a holiday.
Disneyland's busiest days of the year are Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years. They sell out and have to turn people away. It's, for lack of a better word, crazy.
And, yes, I realize I've gotten completely off topic here, but I just had to get that off my chest.
So, what'd ya do to celebrate? Did you even make it up to midnight?
I did. Sorta. I fell asleep on the couch while The Husband flipped back and forth between Dick Clark and Tru TV's Speeders (not my first choice).
He woke me up after the ball dropped and steered me towards bed. Although, he did get a kiss at midnight. Okay, it was more like a kiss at twelve ten, but who's counting?
I've never been big on New Year's. Maybe 'cause I've never been big on people in general and it doesn't matter where you go on New Year's Eve, it's guaranteed to be busting at the seams.
We woke up on the first day of the new year to a cold, foggy morning. It's been like this for a couple of days now so I dragged The Husband out of the comfort of our warm bed and we trekked out to snap a couple photos. Of course, by the time we were actually ready and left the apartment, most of the fog was starting to burn away.
Still, it was so peaceful outside. There were very few people out and about, which I love. I wish I were an early riser. I'd get out of bed before everyone else each morning just to enjoy the calm and quiet. It's so refreshing.
Unfortunately, I find it physically painful to get out of bed when my alarm goes off and snooze eight times each day.
I hope you all have a really wonderful 2009.