Happy new year, everybody!
For the first time in a long time, I was awake when the ball dropped last night. If you weren't able to make it up that late, here's all you need to know to participate in the water cooler talk in your office tomorrow: Ryan Seacrest and Jenny McCarthy hosted; there was significant discussion (on our part - not on air) about Dick Clark's status (dead or alive); the only conclusion we all agreed on was that Casey Kasem is, in fact, dead.
You're now up to speed. Go forth and discuss.
We celebrated at some friends' house, and their kids emerged from their bedrooms around midnight for the ball drop. It reminded me of one of the most infamous new year's eves of my childhood, when my parents left my sister and me home with a babysitter.
Alicia - who was in middle school at the time - was allowed to have a friend over, and my parents told the babysitter that we could stay up to watch the ball drop. I've always been a sleepy person, however, so I called it a night around 8pm, wishing everyone a good night and pulling my door shut on Dick Clark's smiling face.
When I woke up the next day, I quickly was brought up to speed. Apparently while I slumbered, quite a little drama had unfolded. The babysitter had made Alicia and her friend go to bed early as well, and once they were in Alicia's room with the door closed, the babysitter called her boyfriend and invited him and some friends over.
I'm not sure if Alicia was upset about the babysitter breaking the rules and having boys over, or if she was simply pissed that she'd been relegated to her room and missed the ball drop, but she wasted no time in telling my parents how she'd spent HER evening. I'm not sure how the situation was addressed with the babysitter, but I'd have to imagine it was awkward since she was one of my dad's students. I can only imagine she wanted to crawl under her desk for a good portion of the next semester.
And so on that note, I wish you a happy new year. If you left your kids with a sitter, I'd suggest interrogating them to make sure no one threw a party in your house. Or maybe they can at least tell you if Dick Clark is still alive.
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