Happy New Year, everyone.
I’ll be back later.
This year, I’m going to enjoy my first New Year’s Eve in my new home. And at midnight, I’m going to open the door and listen to the absence of guns being fired.
Yes, my old apartment complex got that bad.
Happy New Years to you and the Fur-Babies!
Happy New Year to you, too! This year, we’re going to go to bed early because Meredith worked late last night and I’m still getting over the flu. Your night sounds rather more fun, although no more or less non-violent.
Happy New Year to you too. Not doing anything here either, just staying in with the cats.