They say that the way you spend your New Year’s Eve will determine how you spend the upcoming year.
I’m okay with this.
(it’s not like I couldn’t use the beauty sleep… because, clearly…)
Mack and I fell asleep long before the ball dropped. We were nudged awake in time to see the last few seconds of 2008, give kisses all around, and then we went right back to sleep.
Happy New Year, sleepy heads.