AN EARLY NEW YEAR'S EVE

We have come to the end of another year. Time flies even when you’re not having fun. On the other hand, I’m having a wonderful time.

I have never been a fan for New Years Eve parties. The last thing I want to do it be on the road on the biggest drunk night of the year — besides, it’s cold to night. My little apartment building has it’s own party. Maria loves this night and organizes everything. I will attend for a while at least. I have no idea why it starts so early, but here we go. 6:00 p.m. that event begins. All I can thing of is that most of us cannot say up that long. At the high point we will likely have about 30. That will be around 7:30-8:00. We will start with 6-8 people and begin whining is anyone will come. They will, but a six-hour party is a long time. Three or four will be there at midnight. I have been part of that group the past two years, but since I am already tired I doubt I will be part of that group tonight.

The party’s over — for me! It’s only 9:00. That’s OK. It’s midnight in New York and the ball has already come down. That’s good enough for me.

It was a very quiet party. The room was arranged in two groupings. Rather than uniting everyone it created two divisions and with a much smaller crowd once divided they stayed divided. There were 16 at them most and after eating it settled to about 13 a group of four and a group of eight. The largest group was hard to hear as a tape was playing 60’s songs and it would go up and down depending on the person controlling the volumes joy in the song. She liked most of them.

It was a night of pleasant and often funny stories. No gossip. No attacks, no complaints. It was nice.

I’m off to bed knows the date will change in our area without me. But maybe I’ll wake in time to enjoy the Rose Parade. I do love the floats and would enjoy an edited version later in the day, but they always repeat it all. That is why I usually get Christmas decorations get packed away. I do it during the horse and bands. Sorry if that offended someone.

I really need my rest because I am expecting out most explosive year yet with enough action for a grand finally should I ever want to turn this into a book. People are choosing sides and rumors are being created. It is going to continue until there is an explosion and some one leaves. Chas is so hurt by what has already happened that I do not believe he can keep quite. If he sees her he will most likely attack.

The fireworks that will wake me are only the beginning.