Yesterday was my baby boy's birthday. Aren't baby boys grand?
Compassion is the sometimes fatal capacity for feeling what it is like inside somebody else's skin. It is the knowledge that there can never really be any peace and joy for me until there is peace and joy finally for you too. - Frederick Buechner
If society prospers at the expense of the intangibles, how can it be called progress?
I'll be staying home with my family. Will llikely have a Guiness or two, and see whether I make it to Midnight or not. Our family tradition is to wish our youngest son "Happy Birthday" at two minutes after Midnight.
Oh good for you AndyLucy! I was very good. We drove an hour and half to attend a friend's party and we didn't drink at all. Came home at 1 am and had our beer at home to celebrate! Then off to beddie bye!
Hope you all are having a great New years Day watching all the sports games and such. I am taking my Christmas decorations down.