January 1, 2012 ...

New Year's Eve brings out the crazies; we all know that. But, apparently, New Year's Day brings them out too!

After spending an abnormally long time in the car, driving back from Las Vegas, I got on my computer for the first time in three days. The first thing that pops up at me was, "Read your 2012 Horoscope Here". So I did!

Are these people for real? Do these people get paid for the bull they spew? I read four of them, the first one because it was about me, but the other three were my family members and by that time I wanted to see what 'crap' these so called 'psychics' were going to write.

According to our 2012 horoscope my 14 year old will have to make a decision on love this year because she doesn't want to wait 30 years to do so. All of us are in "OUR" year! After years of blah, blah, blah...Scorpio is doing things...for all of us. I'm supposedly going to have a good year money wise...which, admittedly, would be nice! My husband, whose life has apparently sucked for the past two years is going to find his true love...EXCUSE ME???

And my son, well, he's just going to be making a big move, which could actually happen since he's leaving for college...somewhere, but come on people...do people actually believe this crap? How generic can you get???

Now, back to the Vegas thing. Yes, I allowed my husband to talk me into doing Vegas for New Year's. After a somewhat harrowing drive on Friday, we got there Friday night in enough time to see what was going on the following night and where exactly we wanted to be. We learned we really didn't want to be on the strip. Too many vomiting partiers, too many people, not enough room, locked hotels, blah blah blah. Yes, you read that correctly...the hotels now LOCK you out unless you pay exorbitant amounts of money to have the privilege of partying in their hotel. Paying to the tune of $200/person. Yeah right. I can party on my own nicely, thank you very much!

Honestly though, we ended up having a great time. We began the evening getting a 32 oz. frozen, double-shot margarita, then we got another one and then it was almost time to watch fireworks. We gambled. We got silly beads and silly hats and we gambled. We drank too...entirely too much. Lots of loud music, many people, lots of alcohol and the most beautiful fireworks I've ever seen. Blown off the top of seven different hotels and from our vantage point, we saw them all! On the strip, after looking straight up for ten minutes, you'd be lucky to see just one set, but from the overpass on the freeway which they close off to traffic, you see all seven locations...same fireworks, seven buildings, all for ten minutes. Absolutely gorgeous!

Then, a short walk back to our hotel, off the strip, which wasn't the most exciting of places to be, but has a great TGIFriday's open all night long and potato skins and nachos were calling our names. As we waited we chatted with various friends and family members on the telephone and then called it a night.

Got up this morning, headed out a tad before twelve, hit traffic at Primm, stopped to eat breakfast and then hit heavy duty traffic...all the way home. But, no fear, we sang and we talked and we made fun of others from the safety of our own car.

All in all, I'd say it was a good New Year's and I'm hoping this is indicative of how this year will be.

Welcome 2012! I'm ready for ya!