To Party or Not To Party…
So here we go again… It’s New Years eve 2011 and here I am having the everlasting debate in my head (well since I turned thirty, 6 years ago) to party or not to party for New Years Eve.
There so much hype and damn that pressure- and its not that you don’t know better. It’s just like high anxiety about whether or not you want to ring in the new year on the couch and then feel cheated thinking so THIS is how the New Year’s going to start! Or better yet, on vacation which, um yeah, would have been nice but didn’t happen! Or at an over priced dinner, that never seems to make sense considering you paid a quarter of the price the week before and now for an extra 250 buckaroos you got a party hat, noisemakers and a glass of champagne that you know is really the cheap kind! Phew- I said that all in one breath!
And lastly we have the dare I say it… THE NIGHTCLUB, which I’m pretty much done with because, let’s face it, that dancing with your husband in 5 inch heels and a tight dress and not that drunk because you have to drive home (plus you feel dumb because everyone is in their 20’s) feeling… yeah not so much!
So those are the options. Sure, I could have a party at my house but who feels like cleaning and prepping when I’m already exhausted from work? I want action, adventure, extraodinary without putting in the effort or putting on heels actually! Is this toooo much to ask?
My head is calling me a fool for not being in Turks with a midnight beachside bonfire, my body is calling for the couch, and my friends want to fist pump with Pauly D… Needless to say the outcome should be interesting…and let’s hope not lame.com
xoxo,
Gwen
