2 Jan 2010


So what did you all do to celebrate the coming of not just a new Year but a new decade?
As I mentioned Husband dearest were celebrating it with friends. What I didn't say was we were off to a party - our first real, grown-up New Year's Eve party in 24 years. Yes, we sat and worked it out and realised that the last one we had attended was the year before we got married, making it 1985. Where does the time go?
Actually I have a theory on the life-cycle of party going.
As small children, when asked to a party, we may not want to go, it may take some persuasion but eventually we end up there only to be home and tucked up in bed at an early hour.
When a little older (teenagers?), when asked to a party - we go, no second thoughts, we just go, very often partying into the small hours if not all night.
When we get just that little bit older again (late 20's/early 30's?), when asked to a party, we go but in the hope that there will be somewhere we can rest our heads even if it is almost time to be getting up.
When a little older still (mid to late 30's?), when asked to a party, we may not want to go, it may take some persuasion but eventually IF we end up there, it's only to be home and tucked up in bed at a reasonable hour
Then ......
A little older still (my age?), when asked to a party, we may not want to go, it may take some discussion and eventually we decide to stay home, tucked up in bed with a good book instead.
Still as Thursday proved 'there is life in the old girl yet'.
Seriously we had a really good night. Sitting in the up-stairs lounge instead of the noisier concert room, we retired to the even quieter down-stairs lounge just before midnight after listening to a great pipe band earlier in the evening. Not too noisy, I didn't have to endure Auld Lang Syn (as I mentioned it always makes me cry) and, much more importantly, I didn't have to suffer being kissed by too many people I didn't know.
AND, nearly forgot, I met, yes, actually met, someone who reads my blog, admitted he never left any comments but read it every week which is good enough for me - 'S', you are a star, keep reading.
Thanks to husband dearest for the photo of the pipe band. After an incident at a friend's wedding several years ago, he doesn't allow me anywhere near men in kilts anymore which is probably for the best.
Oh and just in case you are wondering what I'm looking for, it's evidence of whether or not underwear is worn under a kilt and as you can clearly see by the boxer shorts, the answer is yes. Mind you, always ready with an answer, this particular kilt wearer (yes I do know him, it's never a good idea to lift the kilt of a stranger) claims that the only time underwear is not worn is when war is imminent. Hmm, to believe him or not? Perhaps more evidence is needed.


Tina said...

Well that's the pic of the year! Glad you had a good night. I now have my third cold in a month, but I treated it with wine at home!

Traci said...

That picture is priceless!!!! He looks a little too joyous at your investigation...LOL!

Glad you had a good time. My husband and I barely made it to midnight -- the kids wore us out!

susan s. said...

I balanced my checkbook and changed check registers in the last 30 minutes of the 31st(always nice to start the year off with a clean slate, you know), woke my husband up, said Happy New Year, crawled into bed and went immediately to sleep.

David said...

If you really are looking for more evidence as to whats under a Scotsman's kilt, here is a page on my site that will answer your question.

Wishing you and yours a Happy and Prosperous New Year.

Kind Regards,


Kelly said...

Love the photos! and yes, I think we all speculate whether anything is worn under those kilts! If that statement about "imminent war" is more than just pulling your leg, I wonder what the reasoning is behind it. You can just imagine some of the thoughts swirling through my head!

Glad you got out and had fun for the evening! We celebrated with the same two couples we always ring in the new year with. Always fun.

Sheila (Bookjourney) said...

Fantastic post.... I think I am in the category where I can do without the party. :)

Al and I went to the casino for the seafood buffet and were back home by 8 pm. He went to bed at 9 and I stayed up until 1 am reading. :)

Happy New Year!

chitra said...

That is a nice photo indeed. Loved the laugh on his face.

Kissed by an Angel said...

I'm with you on the kissing strangers!!! My worst nightmare!! I only spend New Years Eve with people I don't mind kissing!! And as for looking up a strangers kilt................!!!!!

....Petty Witter said...

David: Part of me would love to take you up on your offer but cowardice stops me from doing so.

Jenners said...

I like your theory of partying ... though I do think young children like parties. parties = cake!

I'm in the "well, maybe if I can get home early enough and what food will be there" mode!

Alice in Wonderland said...

My Husband was Scottish, and traditionally nothing is worn under the kilt! It's all to prove on how much of a man you are! But my Father-in Law was stationed in North Africa during WW2 and he never wore anything!
Ugh! Imagine sand in all those unmentionable places ... must have been damn uncomfortable! I hate sand even between my toes!

Andrea (ace1028) said...

Great shot! I'm "cracking" up here. ;) Thanks for coming by to say hi! Happy new year to you, as well.

....Petty Witter said...

Welcome Andrea, Many thanks for joining us.