New Year’s Eve

One of the funniest things I ever did on New Year’s Eve was when a boyfriend and I were watching the ball getting ready to drop on Times Square.  I sat him down on the sofa and pretended I was that lit up-ball, bobbing up and down, until it finally went all the way down.  My boyfriend started counting “Five!  Four!  Three!  Three-and-a-Half...!” It was a great way to ring in the new year!