Jan 1, 2007

7's Are Good

1977
No idea. At 6 months old, I was probably crying and spreading my poop around my crib when the clock struck twelve. If nothing else, I'm sure I knew that night was the night.

Fireworks
1987
In the Florida Keys. Parents were out, it was just all of us kids and the babysitter kids. I was the oldest so they let me stay up later. I'm still and always have been a quasi adult; and I've always walked like an Egyptian.

Fireworks
1997
In New York City's PolyEsther's. A $30 cover got us one piece of bread and cheesy music. I had a blast with those foolish games.

Fireworks
2007
A chicken tetrazzini, a Rusty Nail and the big bang at Stetson's. This is a year about which I feel very hopeful. Very hopeful indeed.

Happy New Year everyone!

2 comments:

dwh said...

Thanks for reminding me how much I love Rod Stewart! Gotta get him on my Nano.
Happy New Year - I too am hopeful for a great year for all of us!
dwh

Dumbek said...

Happy New Year!