New Year’s Eve: Let’s PAR-TAY!
Remember how OmegaDotter told me that as soon as I left for my vacation, she and OmegaDad were going to have a disco party?
Unbeknownst to me, OmegaDad was sent off by his mother, lo these many years ago when he was a teen, to actually learn to disco.
The things you find out about your spouse. First I discover he knows all the words to a variety of Carpenter’s songs, then I am blindsided by the fact that he actually knows how to disco.
In addition, while I was on vacation, he shared this knowledge with the dotter, who has been happily disco-ing ever since.
So, since New Year’s Eve is traditionally a time to party, I decided to share OmegaDad and OmegaDotter disco-ing around the living room. Please ignore the dawg; please disregard the large blank spaces on the walls; please do not worry: the Christmas tree has not fallen down yet, nor has anyone been impaled by needles, nor have Christmas ornaments been demolished.
There is one spectacular cartwheel.
There is no sound track of OmegaMom snickering helplessly as she recorded this scene for posterity.
So this is my wish for you, my readers: That your life may be filled with as many pleasant surprises as mine in 2009. And that you PAR-TAY! for New Year’s Eve.
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