Happy New Year.

10:45 pm New Year's Eve
"Okay put in the movie, and make sure you watch the clock so we can switch it over in time to watch the ball drop."
"Yeah, sure mom. That's easy enough"

12:37 am New Year's Day
I look up over at the clock and glance at the time with glared eyes. Its out second movie of the evening, and mom had to pick a chick flick to go first. Thank god I picked a more entertaining movie, otherwise I wouldn't be able to keep my eyes open. This couch is way to comfy. Can you buy a couch that is too comfy? I really like Narnia flicks...oh crap.
"Um, mom?"
"hmm?" Her eyes never leave the television screen. I guess that's what my uncle gets for buying the flat screen and surround sound stereo, a technological miracle for our house.
"Happy New Year."
"What?! Oh crap, should we call your grandmother still."
"I would say not. Its too late."
"Oh, and we missed the ball drop."
"There is always next year. No worries."
She growns. That's the end of the conversation. The lastest chapter in Narnia plays on.
(I still think the couch has a potential for being too comfy..)

Happy Year Year to the masses.