Yup, I'm going to try to actually make contact with my blog at least once a day this year. No reason not to...I have so many important things to say and post. LOL.
Here's another New Year's resolution: Figure out a way that I don't have to work EVERY stinkin' holiday. I've already worked 6 hours for the mega company today and now I'm supposed to be putting in lines for the mini company. I have an interview with a local company on Thursday of next week for a position that supposedly not only offers an hourly wage (!), but also all of the benefits. Here's hoping I might be able to convince them that I'm the right gal for the job.
If that doesn't come through, I'm definitely going to do foster care. Not only because it would supplement my paltry income, but it just feels like the right thing to do in this awful world.
Our New Years Eve was very much the same, but different too. We did the Horker's Feast-O-Rama, cowing (typo and it stays) down on every kind of hor d'ouvres I could possibly think of. Just when we were making the decision of whether or not to go to the Strip for the countdown we got a knock at the front door. So funny, Julia looked through the peephole and ran off exclaiming that there were "teenagers!" at the door. I finally asked who it was and it turns out they were friends of...who else? Julia's! (Of course.) Apparently they were walking around the neighborhood walking a dog big enough to swallow Nishi in one gulp, and wanted Julia to join them. Surprisingly Ralph okay'd the deal and we were, for the first time since our wedding night, child-free to do as we pleased. Yippeee!
You'd think we would have made a mad dash for some crazy party or at the very least a trip to the SouthPoint to throw away some nickles. Nope. Instead we ended up sitting in the same parking lot in Henderson that we always end up in, watching the Strip go up in fireworks. We're just getting too old for partying I suppose.
But...I've decided that next year's New Year's Eve will be different. Plans will be made that will include dressing up and sipping champagne and dancing and general silliness. No Hork-a-thon and then freezing in a parking lot. This year will work it's way to a glamerous end. We as a family are all on the same page finally and by 2012 the world will see a completley different image of us in every way possible. Big changes a comin'...big indeed.
Happy New Year!
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