New Year - Aspie Style

Hey, hey!  Happy New Year to one and all. 

Spent new years eve with my daughter who is seven - her first 'stay up really, really late'.    Oddly enough, she could have kept going for longer but I sent her to bed not long after the bells. 

We did watch a lot of TV.  First of all tuned into Allan Carr - bit too racy for a seven year old so went over to the glorious Jools but that was too grown up - found a happy medium at BBC 1 and danced and did silly stuff until the piper and the canon at Edinburgh castle heralded in 2012.  What a lovely evening.  I drank Fiery Irn Bru and daughter had coke.  Very disorderly....

Husband sat on his Xbox all evening....will say little about this other than it was his loss.  He claims now that he was indeed watching TV but didn't bother to let us know (we were holed up in son's room watching his TV - he is at his Dad's).    That's a close bound marriage for sure. 

My son called at midnight and spoke with his sister.  The obligatory calls to family followed.  Everyone else got a text or an FB message.  All is well in the world.

As New Years go, this one will rank in my top ten.  It was quiet, without drink and therefore no fights, tears, and sleeping with someone you shouldn't!   Of course, I never did stuff like that anyway....ahem.

Looking back over the years, I can see many a good New Year flashing before me.  The best ones are the quiet reflective ones where past joys are rediscovered and hope for the New Year springs into action.  I can barely wait to see what unfolds for this year.

The news is awful.  Economy going down the tubes, more recession, less money, job losses, home losses.  Not enough money for our elderly, our young, for anyone.  Who is running this mess?  Young men with no real experience of life of course.  Not even voted for by the public.  Just got in by default.  Not one on the front bench that I can think of has ever had a proper job or struggled in a home.  Most of them are very rich indeed and of course, almost recession proof.  How lucky. 

We should not be sad.  This, too, will pass.