Dinner was at one of Hooterville's nicest restaurants; the food was delicious, the wine superb, and, it goes without saying that the company was impeccable.
After dinner, we went to a local speakeasy, where, after saying the password and gaining admittance, we indulged in some super-pricey drinks (notice I said super-pricey, not super tasty). The ambiance of the venue was worth the price of the drinks, and, that was really what we were after, so, no complaints (but seriously, shouldn't expensive drinks at least taste good?).
Outside the speakeasy, awaiting admission...
After drinks, we returned to our house, where we finally got to change into pajamas, just in time for the ball drop. So, I guess when I said we rang in the New Year in actual clothing, I was overstating the facts. Hey! We wore them for the majority of the night, and that's more than I can say for years past!
And, speaking of years past, here is a photo of New Years Day 2010...
...I can't even...
Anyhoodle, on to 2020! I have high hopes for this year, as well as for the decade that is to follow. I'm not making resolutions this year, I'm setting realistic goals, allowing myself grace, and following whatever path the good Lord lays out for me, with faith.
I'm also embracing this quote, wholeheartedly:
"At the end of the day, I just want to be proud of the person I have become. I want to be proud of the love I gave—of the way in which I risked my heart despite being hurt. I want to be proud of the effort I showed those I cared about, I want to know with a ruthless certainty that I showed up as much as I could, that I made people feel seen, that I made those around me feel less alone in a chaotic world.” –Bianca Sparacino
Blessings and good wishes, friends and family!