So far, I'm only anticipating it. While we were watching Dinner For One, Germany's traditional New Year's Eve ten-minute tribute to Carpe Diem, we had sherry, because Miss Sophie, in the film, has sherry with her mulligatawny soup. Then we had a little red wine with the appetizers and the baked nachos (my husband makes them with grated Gouda, chopped scallions, and salsa). A few people are shooting off firecrackers already (yes, you can just buy them at your local Aldi's here . . .) but we're waiting until midnight. And it's only 9:52 as I write, and two children have said, "Wake me up before midnight, Mom," and my husband is snoozing on the couch. We did watch The Lord of the Ring and a little CNN, but now I'm just answering e-mail and reading one of my favorite blogs, "Little Earthling." And I'm remaining upright, although I may just take a little nap. Our eldest is in China, and sent a Whats App of himself and the other members of the choir singing "Clementine" in Chinese and wishing us Happy New Year. It's already 2015 in China! I'll top off the evening with a return to my blog as soon as I've had my champagne. But now I've got to get the laundry out of the machine. Oops, didn't manage that--we were watching 2012, apocalyptic enough for the end of the year.
And now midnight has just come and gone. I've had my share of champagne, oh bubbly! Bubbly! It goes superbly with the fireworks, some of which, thrown enthusiastically by my twelve-year-old, landed not in the road but the neighbor's garden.
"Not in the neighbor's garden!" we yelled. But that's where the next one went, too. The neighbor came out on his balcony. Good thing he wasn't in the yard.
Now, one more sip of champagne, and then I'll toddle off to bed. Happy New Year!