It's become a tradition for my group of friends to gather to celebrate New Year's Eve together. The cool thing about being a grownup is that the potlucks get a lot better. Everybody brings real food, instead of just bread and chips. I brought beef potpie, chips, and carrot cake. We also had two salads, homemade salsa, and roast pork. For dessert there was homemade lemon pie, apple crisp, cookies, and fresh whipped cream. Yummy!
This year a lot of us left before the ball dropped, but Nancy, Cynthia, and I stuck it out. All of our kids managed to stay awake until the big moment. We poured pear cider into plastic champagne flutes, and counted down while watching the ball drop. Then we toasted the new year.
Nancy's neighbor then set off a lot of fireworks. The kids gathered around the open sliding glass door, cheering for each bottle rocket. I'm sure the neighbors knew exactly how much their unexpected audience enjoyed the show.
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