Traditionally NYE is a rather a let down. It has to be the best night EVAAARRR! And if it's just a good night then it's not good enough. To which I say bollocks.
This year we had a chilled out New Year's by going to my parent's house for appetizers and then to a 1920s themed Murder Mystery Party. I think we all dressed to the nines. Some even brought accents to the party. It was pretty great. The Gentleman Caller was the murdered one! What a shocker!
Today I'm thankful for creative friends and simple times.