We are not what can be called a normal family …. no that did not come out right!
Let me put it in a better way : – what is normal for us is not normal for a whole lot of people. What is normal for a whole lot of people is either hypocrisy to us … or downright boring to us.
For new years, like everyone else I got a whole lot of calls from 31st morning onwards – not to mention – an deluge of messages on my cellphone. Since all I normally get as sms are reminders to feed the bank so that my EMI’s reach the financial Gods in time – I ignore them …
Guess what – people actually did message me to wish me a Happy New Year. I am so chuffed up heh!
Kid#1 rang me up at 10 a.m. and wished me and then said he was fed up of Christmas and New Year festivities and was gonna go underground while this madness was afoot! My current mental state being actually hostile to human civilization, I could quite empathize with him. Wanted to tell him to point me to an underground bunker near by where I could crawl into.
Ex rang up to wish me Happy New Year. He was going to a Reverse James Bond Party, where he was supposed to be dressed up like a femme fatale and his wife as 007. God is very merciful – I did not have to witness this one! :mrgreen:
Kid#2 was footloose. He has a 21st century relationship – on and off. At present having been dumped by his on sometimes off sometimes girl friend was single so he decided to go to a party at 2 a.m. after bringing in the New Year with us.
DIL is actively against going out to celebrate New Year. She would like to be with family (I pause here so that all of you can say Awww so sweet!). In my bitchy avataar let me point out that if her husband was here, they would have been out partying.
So we started our New Year binge at 10 p.m. No fancy cooking. Just got food from some Italian joint and sweets from Open Oven, lots of alcohol to wet the food pipe and settled around the heater.
What can I say ….
Being rather occaisional drinkers (pshaw!) both DIL and I were out for the count by 11.30. Kid#2 woke us up at 12 and wished us while we went into our rooms and crashed.
Really tame. I am quite ashamed of myself. By 2010 end, I need to elope with someone of half my age with four times as much money ….
That would start 2011 with a bang!

