Gettin' old.

Happy New Year!! Woo hoo! And that's the extent of my partying this year. I realize I might be getting old. There have been a number of subtle signs, but New Year's Eve it really hit home. Want to know how I celebrated? Hubby and I tucked the Terrors into bed, and then settled down for a wild game of Crokenole. It was almost too exciting for me. We then attempted to play a hand of poker, just the two of us, but were to lazy to get out chips. So we bet using my beads I had out for making necklaces. Very Early Settler style poker. One hand of that was more than enough, and by 11:00 I was tucked into bed, alone, wearing socks to keep warm. Old ladies wear socks to bed. My mother wears socks to bed. I'm getting old, and I'm turning into my mother. Happy New Year to you, too.