Nick & Nancy came over around 7. We grilled and hung out on the deck until it was dark enough for fireworks. Then the four of us + Jackson headed out to the front yard where the neighbors were already out doing their thing.
There were an insane amount of fireworks – like professional level shit. It was glorious (though Bismark certainly didn’t think so). I didn’t take many pics, because nobody wants to see my shitty iPhone firework pics lol. Plus we were busy having fun.
Here are two:
Oh and the one I took of our frenemy neighbors who decided to have a big party.
That’s not all the people who were there. At one point, the men started throwing fireworks at each other. For fuck’s sake. 🙄
Afterwards, N&N hung out for a few more hours. We had a lot to catch up on.
I woke up and got all fancy, because the one thing I wanted today was a nice family photo.
This is the second of my new dresses from Stitch Fix btw.
We unintentionally dressed alike, with the boys in gingham button down shirts, and the girls in white and navy polka dots.
Freya is wearing my dress. ❤️
Freya’s mom came around 10, so then/now it’s just me and the boys. We made breakfast. I made French toast before I realized that the milk was off. Ugh. Luckily, D came to the rescue with a lovely and delicious omelette.
And let’s not forget the mimosas:
And the presents!!
D got me some pajamas from Adore Me, but they aren’t here yet. Jackson gave me this compass necklace with a note that said, “Life is not about the destination, but the journey.”
After breakfast, I decided to change into something more comfy:
And returned to bed to read and nap and cuddle cats:
Yes, I brought the prosecco to bed with me. Lol.
And now I’m off to spend some time with the family. More later.
– “I’m high maintenance, but I think I’m low maintenance.”
D says: “Yeah no shit!”
Brought to you by weed and When Harry Met Sally. ❤️
JN sent me this.
It made me smile.
Trying to get a good pic with the timer on my camera:
Also indulged in a little sex, drugs, and
rock & roll electronic chill. All in all: a great night.
We realized that we’ve spent three of the last four NYEs together, so I guess that makes this a tradition now. ❤️
Here I am at the office.
No filter. I’m trying to be better about that. Love the skin you’re in, and all that jazz.
We’re closing early today. Gonna grab something to eat on my way home. I have nobody to pick up! It’s a rare treat. The entire family is already at home.
D and I are hanging with N&N tonight. Not sure what time that’s getting started. I’m already tired, so cool, cool, cool. Ha! I’m grateful they only live five minutes away.
I am super pumped to have the day off tomorrow. I’m going to try to sleep in, though I doubt I’ll be able to do so.
Time is flying. I keep thinking I have more time than I actually do for various things, like SAD Prom. Oh and our couples date on Saturday night…I thought that was two or three weeks out. My surgery date will be here before I know it. So much to do. January is going to be super busy, but that’s good because it means less time to be depressed.
Alrighty…I should wrap a few things up before it’s time to leave. I will leave you with this:
On the way to work this morning, Lithium was doing this whole thing about NYE 1999, and asking people what they did that night. It got me thinking, and now I want to write about it here.
It was probably the best “going out” NYE I ever had. It was also the first time I ever really went out for NYE, which was definitely a big part of the appeal. G and I were 20-years-old and living in Los Angeles at the time. Our besties, Brad & James, came out from MO to visit. The four of us went to a dinner party at Gladstone’s on the beach in Malibu (on the PCH). We drank and danced and ran around on the beach. There were fun hats, party favors, a DJ, and bottomless champagne. Fireworks too! It was fabulous. I remember when the DJ played “1999” by Prince, the crowd went fucking wild. It was such a fun night. [I’m going to try to find the pics from that night and post them here. I’ll have to take digital pics of the paper pics, because it was 19-fucking-99, duh. I took those pics with a disposable camera.]
Oh and we were all obsessing over Y2K. I remember my grandmother telling me she had built a shelter down in her basement, because she was convinced we were about to go full apocalypse. Then we woke up the next day and…nothing happened.
Those were the days. lol.
What did you do on NYE 1999? I want to hear about it, please and thank you.
She discovered the Christmas trees. Good thing they’re coming down soon. I already removed the ornaments from this one.