new years

the great tradition of new years ball drop. first occuring in the year 1907. last time i witnessed this even is when i was 11. we used to go up to santa barbra go to a family church dance go back to the house at 11:30 dance to the tunes of brazilian music and drink martinelle's at 12 and watch the ball drop.

now what happened in the years of the good little age of 12 and 13 i'm not sure. but when i turned 14 it was stake dances... and there was never any watching of the ball drop at these o so wonderful dances... then i turned 18 where i went to the singles ward dance. again no visual display of this american tradition. so this year wisdom teeth out and all i'm not sure if i'm up to dancing the night away... i'm pretty sure i will have decided my fate by 6 o clock. to watch the ball drop alone or to go out and dance with the friends. right now i'm content with both. it's which one that is hard to decide apon. (yes i'm become a homebody in the past year.. finding it perfectly okay to be alone on new years is something i would have found absolutly absurd a year ago.)