Our Oh So Exciting New Year's Eve

We had a great time last night!!

Ha ha.

We went to Spencer's for dinner because it was tortilla soup night, and then Keith doesn't even order the soup but had salad instead.

Then we came home and Keith fell asleep on the couch. There was nothing on TV (no kidding) so I was re-reading A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, one of my all time favorite books. Then he woke up around 9 and started flipping channels. Still nothing on TV (no kidding), so he flipped and flipped (annoying) and found an infomercial for Time Life Pop Sounds of the 60's cd's which was actually kind of fun to watch for a while because they were showing all the original clips of these geeky 60's singers singing their one hit wonders. I remembered all the songs but had completely forgotten who did them. Then they would go back to the 'hosts' of the 'show', some woman I'd never heard of and then BOBBY GOLDSBORO! A very plastic surgeried looking Bobby Goldsboro with jet black hair. The guy must be about 90!

Then some more channel flipping, stopping at the Times Square show with that very boring guy who has a late night show or whatever it is that he does. He was so boring that I can't even remember his name and I'm wondering how in the world he got his own show because he is completely devoid of any personality. I'd much rather watch the American Idol guy, at least he has some facial expressions.

Then back to the informercial station only now they were advertising the Seventies Soul sounds, which was even more fun to watch, what with all the groups where the background singers had their fancy suits on and did their little dance moves in unison. I remembered all of those songs, too, and was really tempted to order this set.

Then more channel flipping, and back to the infomercial, and now they were on to the 80's Rock Ballads.

Then more channel flipping, back to the informercial, and now it was Classic Country and Western with twangy songs from the 50's.

Then we watched the ball drop, very anticlimactic as far as I'm concerned, and then it was 2010. Whoopee. Wow.

Speaking of infomercials, Keith was flipping channels the other day (annoying) and came across one for a mini grill thing that you could cook burgers, waffles, omelettes, blah blah blah on, and I thought the woman running the show looked familiar, and then realized it was Vicky Lawrence! Whoa, guess her career didn't go all that far after the Carol Burnett show if she now has to sell mini grills on infomercials. Either that or she is hoping to get incredibly rich like George Foreman did with his grill. Which, by the way, is the best little kitchen thing we ever bought. The George grill, not the Vicky grill.

Anyway, that was our exciting New Year's Eve. When you get old, partying just isn't that appealing anymore, and sitting on the couch in my pajamas watching infomercials worked for me. And you don't wake up with a hangover.