At 12:00:01 this morning, we were all gathered ’round the television watching Dick Clark’s reanimated corpse celebrating in Times Square.
Our local station always shows a split-screen shot of the Times Square party and our local First Night celebration, at which we drop a giant copper acorn (because we are the City of Oaks). We popped open some champagne, a ceremony which the kids always find terribly exciting, and then chivvied them to bed so we could have a little grown-up celebration before turning in ourselves.
May all your new years be off to a good start, too.
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