Ahhh gotta love old age. We celebrated New York Style here on The Avenue, at 11:00 p.m. No champagne, no wild party, just a quick smooch and two exhausted old farts fell asleep. At 12:09 I heard fireworks, we mumbled Happy New Year and snuggled back to sleep.
And so a new year begins.
Let me raise my coffee mug and say to you my friends, may you find a little joy in every day.