Well. It’s 6 p.m. on New Year’s Eve and I’m still in my PJs, smelly and unshowered. Sir Monkeypants says that they couldn’t pay him enough to stay up until midnight. Us party people really do know how to ring in the new year around here!
After a nice, quiet Christmas, we’ve had a rough couple of days, because the Captain and the Wee One are both sick with croup. They’ve got the barking coughs and the raspy breathing, and worst of all, high fevers that just don’t seem to want to go away. They’re both super cranky and having trouble sleeping, and we’ve had to fight with both of them all day to take some medicine for the fevers, because they both despise it and will spit or barf it out at any opportunity.
I totally don’t get that, because the kids’ pain meds are such syrupy goodness that I’m thinking of using them to decorate my next birthday cake. Gal Smiley is our only normal child and of course, she adores the medicines. So she’s pretty pissed off that the other two “get to” be sick and “get to” have lots of medicine, while we totally withhold it from her because we are the WORST. PARENTS. EVER. Poor kid.
To make things even more exciting, we’re expecting around 20 for dinner tomorrow night. Our friends LuckySevens and her hubby, Mr. LuckySevens, host a big dinner party every year on New Year’s Day, but this year, they’ll be out in Saskatchewan visiting their families, so we offered to host it here. It’s the first time we’ve ever had a big party here, and I’ve been frantically making lists and schedules and lists of lists all week long. For the past four days I’ve been locked in an endlessly repeating cycle of Superstore shopping, cooking, cleaning, repeat. I have a schedule for tomorrow that starts around 8 a.m. and has me doing another activity in the kitchen every 15 minutes or so until dinner at 3 (a LuckySevens tradition).
I’m sure I’m going to wake up sick. But it’ll be fun anyway, because I have made Peppermint Bark, and that is more than enough sugar to keep a woman going.
Despite the crappy day, Sir Monkeypants and I are forging ahead with our annual tradition of cheese fondue on New Year’s Eve, something we look forward to all year long. We only make it once a year because the massive cheese content is no good for the kids, so it’s an adult-only meal by candlelight — romantic and yummy! I’m salivating already.
So have a happy new year…see you in 2008!