Where were you last night when 2012 turned into 2013? Is that where you’d wanted to be?
I am so boring. I should get a life. Just before midnight, I took the dog out for a walk. I was a little worried that he would be spooked by all the fireworks going off in the neighborhood but I have the most laid-back dog in the world and Ernie didn’t even notice what was happening in the neighborhood. (But let someone knock on the neighbor’s door and he goes crazy; go figure.)
Anyway, we came in and I got ready for bed, took my nighttime meds, and turned on the television just in time for the Celebrate San Antonio broadcast countdown to New Year’s. So at midnight, I was sitting on my bed watching the countdown and then watching the fireworks from the Tower of the Americas in downtown San Antonio on Channel 4. Is this where I wanted to be? I would rather have been with some hunky guy downtown watching the fireworks live and kissing as the New Year came in, but that was not an option since I don’t know any hunky guys with whom I could watch the fireworks. So given my options, I was right where I should have been. At least I was awake and got to see the fireworks. Last year I went to bed early and missed them. So I count this as an improvement over last year. Lame, I know. But it’s my life.