New Year’s Eve, New Year’s Day, signs of my age, and suburban life

You know you are getting old when:

You work on New Year’s Eve
You don’t realize its New Year’s Eve until someone says “Have a Happy New Year’s” or “See you next year.”
You don’t care that it is New Year’s

All three of them were me. I worked at my main job and then went straight to my retail job. I forgot it was New Year’s until someone at the main job wished be a happy one. My wife and daughter called me at 11 p.m. to wish me Happy New Year’s. They decided Danni was on eastern time this year because she was tired. I got off from the retail job at 11:32p.m. and went home. I watched the repeat of the NYC ball drop and kissed my wife at midnight. I called my mom and brother as per tradition. I forgot about my dad until right now so if you are reading this Dad Happy New Year’s, sorry. I played a little Brain Age on the Nintendo DS and I am getting quite good at sudoku.

On New Year’s day, we woke up and had breakfast together. Chelsea and I had coffee which is becoming a morning ritual for us. Santa brought us a Mr. Coffee 12-Cup Programmable Coffeemaker and we have programed it to make it at 5:30a every morning. Chelsea wanted to leave the Christmas directions inside up until the Epiphany and I wanted to take down the Christmas directions outside. So we put on our hats and light jackets and did so as a family. Danni helped me take down the lights and got bored so she played with a riding lion toy she has.

As we were taking down the decorations some elders from the Church of Latter Day Saints came up and asked if we wanted to hear a special message of Jesus. Chelsea told them we were Catholic. They didn’t accept that. I explained that we were happy with the way were were raised. They asked if we knew anyone in the neighborhood who would. I explained we were new to the area and not sure. They went on knocking door to door.

The whole two days was very suburban of us and I loved it! I know there are people who read my blog that think that is crazy. Think that I don’t know what I am missing but I say to you that there was no where else I rather have been. (Well maybe not the retail job.)