Happy New Year!
When I was a kid, we often celebrated New Year's Eve with my parent's church friends. We played games, ate homemade clam chowder, and went around the block at midnight clanging pots and pans. Many years as a young wife and mother, hubby and I would hire a babysitter and either go to a house party or attend a big New Year's shindig on the Navy base or in some other large venue--always complete with great food, lots to drink and dancing. Back then, hubby and I were dancing fools. There were many times though, when hubby was overseas on New Year's Eve and on those occasions, my children and I would celebrate with root beer floats. Sometimes we had a houseful of neighborhood kids to celebrate with us. When we had our residential care home, we always served delicious snacks and root beer floats to our residents, watched a great movie...and never made it to midnight. And that's about what it's like today with just hubby and me. We watch ...