We made it folks! If you're reading this you're alive as I am. Well, sort of. I woke up this morning with a terrific headache and aching all over. No, I wasn't out last night celebrating the new year. Actually, I had to work at the hotel yesterday. My boss called me and asked if I could come in because my co-worker was nowhere to be found. Ron to the Rescue. I didn't mind though.
Yes, I "celebrated" New Year's at the hotel as I do every year. I thought this year would be the exception but it wasn't and I wasn't surprised. The hotel was almost full last night but all the guests were in good spirits and posed no problems other than the usual "how do I get this TV to work?" None of that "Where's the ocean view?" and "I want a different room because I'm looking at a building out of my window."
|DAMN! They did it! They dug up Dick Clark!|
My shift ended at 11:00 pm and I was home by 11:20, in time to change, make a smoothie and watch to see if "Rocking New Year's Eve" brought out Dick Clark's corpses (it was in his will) to bring in the new year. They didn't. On CNN Kathy Griffin (who I actually like) was making her lame jokes with Late to the Gay Outing Party Anderson Cooper. I tuned in just as Anderson was begging Kathy to take off the handcuffs before the ball dropped in Times Square. What did I miss? Maybe I don't want to know.
|Body language says it all folks.|
Made my smoothie, had TWO slices of my Sour Cream Raisin pie, watched the ball drop and took the lame picture that I posted at the top of this blog and then I was off to Dreamland.
|Sour Cream Raisin Pie!|
Working again tonight folks, and tomorrow night.
Happy New Year!