Last night was one of those wonderfully epic nights that makes me depressed the next day just because it’s over. I have had a standing – not resolution, exactly…more like a reminder – to get back to my natural resting state of being happy. It’s not easy to come up on the new year with my Hardest Day like I talked about two days ago. So I give myself a day to really feel those feelings, and NYE is for beginning again.
Early yesterday I took EB to Granny Camp out in the hill country and spent the day with my mom and aunt L. We had a delightful day, very laid back and I tried to beat the sunset and ridiculous fog in the hour drive back to Austin. She’ll be out there till Friday since daycare and work don’t quite line up this week. Eebs basically shooed me out of the house, so pumped for her vacation.
My gal GS was the hostess for the party last night, Amber was in town for her sister’s wedding, and Maru and SD planned on coming. A near perfect reunion of my high school gals, and very reminiscent of NYE at my house for 2000. I had baby A2 strapped to me, tiny glow sticks for flair, and an urge to dance with some of the best, funnest, most amazing women I know. And so we did. (Thanks to Hubs for being DD.)
GS and AS turned their office into the the dance room. The hits of the year were bumping until midnight, then the countdown with hugs for and from all of my friends, and straight danceathon till 1:15 am for me. That’s right, I made it well past midnight. For the first time in nearly three years, pre-kids.
Sweet A2 thought it was probably a regular night because she fell asleep within 10 min of being strapped on, and all the (careful) jostling just kept that BEBE asleep till we left for the night.
I couldn’t have asked for a better start to the year. I love my friends. And this year, I’m letting it all go, one more time. I’m being present, loving deeply, and enjoying every day with Hubs and my delicious kiddos, gnawing on baby/toddler cheeks while they still let me.
How was your NYE? Any resolutions/reminders?