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Happy new year!
Jan. 2nd, 2012 12:57 amEvery year, my family does a New Years dinner in which we serve cabbage rolls. The tradition has been going on since it was picked up by friends of my grandparents (all of the people of which are now gone.) My mom and aunt are the ones who are currently doing the meal. On New Years Eve, they are at my parents house every year, making enough cabbage rolls for an army. This year, I helped because we went up for the weekend yesterday--sometimes I'm there to help but lately, it hasn't worked out, which honestly is fine by me. It's kind of a sucky job.:) Another yearly tradition is to complain about the fine members of the family who believe that New Years is an optional holiday. :)
FYI, New Years is not an optional holiday.
So it was a pretty good day, although quieter than usual in terms of the number of people there. There was plenty of chaos regardless. :) Now it's past midnight and we're still up, trying to force a little more awake time into an already long day. Or maybe it's just a long day for those of us who didn't sleep until 10:30 like SOME people I know. Ahem. Boyo. M has tomorrow off so we still have one day left of our holiday.
Random Evie witticism: She announced to me on Friday, completely out of the blue, that Daddy--who was at work at the time, and therefore totally innocent of any recent wrong-doings--is a "fart genius". This is because he is an expert on farts, since we does them so often. There has perhaps been some commentary made to him by myself and.. oh, all the estimated one hundred forty-two people to whom I have told this story. ;) Good thing he loves me.
FYI, New Years is not an optional holiday.
So it was a pretty good day, although quieter than usual in terms of the number of people there. There was plenty of chaos regardless. :) Now it's past midnight and we're still up, trying to force a little more awake time into an already long day. Or maybe it's just a long day for those of us who didn't sleep until 10:30 like SOME people I know. Ahem. Boyo. M has tomorrow off so we still have one day left of our holiday.
Random Evie witticism: She announced to me on Friday, completely out of the blue, that Daddy--who was at work at the time, and therefore totally innocent of any recent wrong-doings--is a "fart genius". This is because he is an expert on farts, since we does them so often. There has perhaps been some commentary made to him by myself and.. oh, all the estimated one hundred forty-two people to whom I have told this story. ;) Good thing he loves me.
