Post by Clipper on Jan 1, 2023 11:15:33 GMT -5
I hope everyone had a nice New Years Eve. We went to bed early, slept like a log and didn't get up until after 7:30. I had my coffee, read the paper, and had a nice southern breakfast of 2 eggs, and sausage gravy made with Jimmy Dean's over home made buttermilk biscuits. Kathy makes awesome biscuits with fresh buttermilk and self-rising flour. They come out tall, tender, and delicious. The leftovers are great the next day, heated in the microwave and drizzled with local sourwood honey from the farmer's market.
We were anticipating watching the Rose Bowl Parade but found that it is not being held until tomorrow. Oh well, it will give us something to do tomorrow morning.
We were watching the Nashville celebration last night but soon shut it off and went to bed. No more Dick Clark and Guy Lombardo on Times Square. Not crazy about what that has become. We thought that coming from Nashville, and being hosted by Dolly Parton and Miley Cyrus we would be entertained with country music. NOPE! We watched about a half hour of nothing but Rap music, and scantily clothed females who might as well have been dressed in two band aids and a cork, strutting around, shaking their asses to a droning rap beat.
We were in bed by 11 but were woke up by the redneck hillbilly celebration of setting off a couple hundred dollars worth of fireworks at midnight. It lasted about 15 or 20 minutes. The dog was trembling and snuggled close to me with her ears laid back. Who other than a drunk redneck would be so inconsiderate as to shoot fireworks at 12 midnight. I guess they must think everyone stays up, shitfaced and stupid on New Years Eve.
We were anticipating watching the Rose Bowl Parade but found that it is not being held until tomorrow. Oh well, it will give us something to do tomorrow morning.
We were watching the Nashville celebration last night but soon shut it off and went to bed. No more Dick Clark and Guy Lombardo on Times Square. Not crazy about what that has become. We thought that coming from Nashville, and being hosted by Dolly Parton and Miley Cyrus we would be entertained with country music. NOPE! We watched about a half hour of nothing but Rap music, and scantily clothed females who might as well have been dressed in two band aids and a cork, strutting around, shaking their asses to a droning rap beat.
We were in bed by 11 but were woke up by the redneck hillbilly celebration of setting off a couple hundred dollars worth of fireworks at midnight. It lasted about 15 or 20 minutes. The dog was trembling and snuggled close to me with her ears laid back. Who other than a drunk redneck would be so inconsiderate as to shoot fireworks at 12 midnight. I guess they must think everyone stays up, shitfaced and stupid on New Years Eve.