{"id":858,"date":"2007-12-31T23:29:00","date_gmt":"2008-01-01T04:29:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.michellebeachy.com\/blog\/monday-december-31-2007\/"},"modified":"2007-12-31T23:29:00","modified_gmt":"2008-01-01T04:29:00","slug":"monday-december-31-2007","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.michellebeachy.com\/blog\/monday-december-31-2007\/","title":{"rendered":"Monday December 31, 2007"},"content":{"rendered":"

It’s very quiet at our house.  No party.  No friends.  No food.  Well, not that kind of food.  The last time I remember being this much of a party pooper was about seven years ago when I was in the middle of three 12 1\/2 hr shifts.  It takes too much brain power in the CCU to risk exhaustion for no good reason.  But now, we are wise and mature and don’t need to stay up late to see the New Year in.  Just KIDDING.  <\/font><\/p>\n

David Lee is in bed, sick.  He’s been wandering about the house for almost two days now with bloodshot eyes and a voice that sounds like 4am.  And every so often he says, “I think my pills have worn off.”  I hate it when he’s sick.  It makes me feel grumpy.  And today I decided we’re not going to take turns being pregnant after all because I would lose my sanity if he was ever miserably ill for fifteen weeks on end.  <\/font><\/p>\n

Adam is in bed, not sick (unless you count the very strange rash on his legs that appeared Saturday).  But I am too much practical mommy to even think of letting a three-year-old stay up for New Years.  Even if the party we’d been dreaming of hosting could have materialized, I feel quite sure I’d have tucked him in tight.  A little later then usual maybe, but long before 12.  <\/font><\/p>\n

When we were little girls we used to stay up late with mom and play games and read and snack.  When it got close to midnight, we’d each write at least one bad habit we wanted to break on a piece of paper and then make goals for the New Year.  The bad habits got thrown into the fire until we moved to our new house which lacked any sort of fire-containing device so we’d shred them into the trash can.  And right at 12 we’d open the door to peer out into the night.  <\/font><\/p>\n

Frankly, I miss the cheese ball and crackers almost as much as the fun and laughter.  Come to think of it, I am really hungry.<\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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