Monday, January 2, 2017

New Year Morn

On New Year Morn, this is what these people do:

And this is what this person does:

He leads the charge.

And the rest of us?

We're the smart ones.

We do handstands on the beach.

Well, some of us do.

The rest of us?

We drink bubbly . . .

. . . and we witness the disrobing . . .

. . . and then when the crazy peeps are ready . . .

. . . we scream and yell and cheer them on.

Oh, we scream . . .

. . . oh, we yell . . .

. . . oh, we cheer.

Mostly because we're happy we're not them.

 The day was fun-filled . . .

. . . and drama-filled . . .

. . . but, hey. It's New Year Morn. The day calls for a little drama to kick things up a notch.

I like to call this one: Foreground Schleck, Background Ocean House. Oh, and Kirk.

And speaking of:

I know, right?

I figure if I hang out near these guys, I'll become beautiful too.

*sigh*

Watch Hill is one of the most beautiful spots on the planet of the Earth, and one of my personal favorite spots on the planet of the Earth, and it was a wonderful, remarkable, fabulous day, and I'm happy I got to start 2017 with these gorgeous folk . . .

Oh, wait. These are maybe strangers.

Wait a minute, that's no stranger . . . 

 . . . that's my Mistah!

We were happy to have all the New Year celebrators with us at the beach.

That's either Kat or Nanuck of the North.

We simply could not get enough of eachother . . .

. . . or of that fabulous Ocean House view . . . .

. . . or of that surf.

But we finally made our way back to that other House for more frivolity and fun . . .

I like to call this one: Everybody should have a sister Jane.
And everybody should also have a Dave and an Angela in the background.


Oh, was I ever mad at C . . .

. . . my mad face is so much madder than C's mad face.

The obligatory fire?

Well, yes. Of course. These are firefighters, people.

. . . and the drama continued there, too.

But this year?

Fireworks.

Now that is the way to ring in the New Year.

Happy 2017, my lovelies.

3 comments:

JS said...

Happy New Year to all of you peeps. Every. Last. One. Of. You.

Beth said...

I love this post every single year! I can't believe those crazy people of yours jump in the ocean every single year.

My favorite line(s) of this celebratory post is:
Oh, we scream . . .

. . . oh, we yell . . .

. . . oh, we cheer.

Mostly because we're happy we're not them.

Happy New Year to all!

xoxo,
b

Jacquie said...

It looks so deceptively enjoyable! Happy new year, peeps

Xo
Jacquie