Happy New Year!
2014 has arrived, and…
Those three little dots sum up how I feel about 2014. I am not really a big fan of New Years, and the hype surrounding any New Year. I don’t think today is really any different from the day before, I do not think the marking of a calendar, the changing of a page really makes that big of a difference. I am not a particular fan of New Years Resolutions, either. Personally, I think having a list of New Year’s Resolutions ultimately sets me up to fail and feel disappointed if/when I don’t meet those resolutions. I would rather have a list of things I want to achieve, and then achieve them.
I do, however, firmly believe in celebrating New Years Eve. This particular New Years Eve was much more of a dinner dance, than the dance party of last year, there was also significantly less alcohol – no hangover this year.
The highlights of my New Years Eve:
- Dancing, dancing and more dancing. Random strange fact – I can dance. I spent 4 hours, with only bathroom breaks, on a dance floor.
- I danced to a lot of songs I would not normally have the chance to dance to. This also made me realize that I am a bit of an old soul, musically, when the songs I knew were from the 80s and prior, and the modern songs I was a total blank. Songs included: Simply The Best – Tina Turner, Staying Alive – The Bee Gees, Knowing Me, Knowing You – Abba (yeah, I know…), Weekend Special – Brenda Fassie, Celebrate Good Times – Kool and the Gang, Living Next Door to Alice – Smokie, I Want to Know What Love Is – Foreigner (I have no idea why this was played at a New Years Eve party…),
- I had my first slow dance, with a grandmother. Ok, so I have had no chance or need to learn how to slow dance, it just hasn’t ever come up. I was taught on New Year’s Eve the basics of the slow dance, from an older lady, who has recently become a grandmother, and who really knows how to get down. I also got to do a very very basic cha cha with her. We paired up for several of the songs no one else wanted to dance to, and had the dance floor to ourselves, and I wasn’t half bad.
- I ate far too much sushi. Oh wow, let us not talk about raw fish for a while, please. Also, there were what appeared to be deep fat friend Yorkshire puddings.
- I got to wish different people in different time zones, a Happy New Year. This matters to me, it makes me warm and fuzzy inside to know that I can wish people that I personally know and care for, a happy new year.
It was a good New Years Eve party, nowhere near as wild as last year, but I don’t think I mind that, all that much.
I wish you all a very happy new year, and also a happy tomorrow, and day after that, and day after that, because I don’t think I need a new year, to wish you well.