Going to a pajama party. Yup, a bunch of pudgy, aging Baby Boomers in PJ's and fuzzy rabbit slippers, sipping Red Roosters and champagne and blowing those goofy horns when the clock strikes midnight.
Today I'm forging forward with cleaning the house, piles of laundry, and also cooking black eyed peas and cabbage with cornbread, a Southern New Year's Day "must do" to bring good luck and prosperity in the new year. Maybe get a friend over here to open Christmas presents. Bike ride if it's not too cold.
The zoo is open today, for free, and I had planned to bicycle down there. But then people convinced me it would be jam crowded, and full of kids, so I decided to put that trip off for a less busy time.