As is traditional, I hosted a party near the beginning of 2015… NEW YEARS 2.0!!
The story behind having another New Years party is the same as the last few years: It’s from the few months when I got the chance to live in New Zealand. I had a friend who, a few years before I met her, had a HORRIBLE New Years. So bad, that it was decided that it didn’t count. Her friends just sat her down and said, “That didn’t happen. Forget it. We’re doing it again.”
So, clearly, time itself was reversed, and New Years happened again. But better this time, of course.
In all honesty, it was a pretty tame party. Chirag and I got together early in the day to get everything ready: I’d bought most of the stuff before, but him and I did a final shopping trip to top off our snack supply, then we bent down to cleaning up the house and putting everything in its place. My roommate Lizzy had the flu, unfortunately, so she was holing up at her boyfriends house for the week trying to get better, and not infect everyone in the world. So Chirag and I busted everything out, and made the house 110% presentable.
The party mostly stuck to the downstairs and the back yard – even though it was neatly 15 degrees out, we still had a fire and roasted marshmallows, turning them into smores and using the cold to our advantage, in regard to keeping drinks cold. Not a huge advantage, I admit, but enough of one that we can call it a win if we don’t think about it too hard.
The real fun of the evening came a little after we finished with the fire and came inside – one of my oldest friends (Mike Casey, aka Big T) was in the kitchen! That is generally terrifying, but in this case it was pretty amazing, since he was supposed to be down in Connecticut, maybe three hours away. Instead, he had snuck a quick drive in after he got out of work, and made it up to Boston in time to join us before popping the corks on the Champagne and downing a few glassed for New Years 2.0
After the toast, the party unfortunately wound down pretty quick. Folks went home, T and I chatted, and everyone generally tapered off to sleep. T crashed on the couch, and Chirag hailed a cab home… though we did all meet up again the next day for Breakfast, and hitting the movie theater to watch the 3rd Hobbit movie again 🙂