Christmas at casa de snark was wonderful, as usual. Although…I have to say, it doesn’t really matter if your home has one, two, or twenty people in it on Christmas day…it’s a tiring experience. Seriously - you’re going from the moment you wake up and by the time you get to the day after Christmas you vow that you will do things differently the next year. But really, you never do.

So now that we have that holiday under our belts, our sights are turned to New Year’s Eve. Ah…New Year’s Eve…the holiday full of interesting memories. I have loads. One particularly poignant one from 1995 (6?) involves a party with some friends, and ends with a now decade-long violent aversion to tequila. Another involves me going into the back alley behind the house and letting loose on one of our neighbors and his demon spawn child, because they had the balls to shoot off fireworks toward our backyard. This was annoying not only because we had a burn ban at the time, but because I was desperately trying to just sleep through freaking midnight when CU was in Iraq. I have another one from high school…I had a party…with confetti I created out of paper and a hole punch. I think I spent about six hours vacuuming it up the next day. Good times.

New Year’s Eves have become a little more subdued around here in recent years. Now it generally consists of dinner out and then a bottle of champagne back at home at midnight, but we’ve been invited to a party next door by the Non-Husband-Stealing Neighbor. We’ll take advantage of that after dinner…should be fun, and will give us a great opportunity to regift a few things. Oh, I’m sorry…did I say that out loud?

And of course, with the new year comes the inevitable questions about what your new year’s resolutions are. Are you one of those folks who sets lofty goals like, “I will lose fifteen pounds by January 15″ or do you set more reasonable goals like, “I’ll try to floss the day I go to the dentist?” Do you just pooh-pooh the whole concept, believing that resolutions are lame because no one ever meets any of them?

Or…do you decide to go all wickedly insane and vow to blog every day in 2008?