So maybe some of you remember what Rick and I did last New Year’s eve…
Yeah, that was pretty much it.
Laundry mixed with a little Anderson Cooper, a splash of the Scope Kiss Cam and a Jonas Brothers twist.
But this year, we skipped the sorting and folding and went to a party. I know! We got invited to a party in our new town. And it wasn’t some lame get together with a bowl of baked chips and guests dancing to “Celebration.” Oh no. This was a party with a really awesome Bruce Springsteen cover band (Tramps Like Us).
And you know how Jersey boys like their Bruce Springsteen…
Quite a bit.
So after eating 6 sliders, 14 pigs in blankets and dedicating the new year to The Boss, we headed home. The next day, Rick went to work and my dad and I brought the girls to Disney on Ice.
The show is LONG. Just ask Summer.
And this is her nodding off during the FIRST act.
When we left, I felt kind of dirty. And not just because I paid $12 for a princess snow cone. I mean, the gowns and glitter are all cool, but the message of this show is nauseating. You must find a prince to save you and marry you. Don’t our girls deserve better than that?!
Of course, Dylan just LOVED it. So I made sure to rant about equal pay for equal work and the importance of a college education as we made our way to the parking garage.
I hope you all had a wonderful New Year’s.
May 2010 bring you everything your heart desires…
Whether it’s a prince.
Or equal wages.
Or maybe just a few minutes of quiet while you sip your latte and catch up on blogs. xo