The New Year Approacheth

As the final few hours of 2016 tick away, Studly is yawning and I’m in my p.j.s.

Invitations? We had a few, but decided on spending a quiet night for two.

We’ll watch college football until 10 or so, then off to our bed we’ll gladly go.

At midnight I’ll give Studly a kiss; he’ll mumble I love you and return to his bliss.

The ball will drop in New York City, while my man and I snore along with our kitties.

Happy New Year to all, may this one be great, however you choose to celebrate.

Peace, people.

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Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

21 thoughts on “The New Year Approacheth”

  1. well you described my last year’s new year’s eve exactly…… but this year we went out. but something to said for hunkering down and enjoying some calm…
    🙂
    happy new year 🙂

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      1. Yes – and for me there was s time you could not pay me enough to go to NYC! All
        My friends used to go in late 80s – one year stayed at Waldorf hotel – I could have stayed for almost free – but back then NYC was a crime zone and gross – but about six years ago I fell in love with NYC and whew – now it’s on my list –
        Do you have a bucket list ?

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