Anyway, we never go anywhere for New Year's Eve. I hate, Hate, HATE crowds and drunk people (unless they are me). And it never fails that the time I draw designated driver its the worst possible party on the face of the planet with a bunch of drunk people who can't talk or has any form of intelligence what-so-ever. Its also next to impossible to get a babysitter.
So I'm thinking of killing two birds with one stone, and possibly my sanity at the same time. A kids sleepover. Yes, on New Year's eve. The genius in my plan: Admission to the New Year's Eve Sleepover at my house - a bottle of your finest ______. One - parents get to go out with no kids and I get to restock the liquor cabinet/wine closet.
I haven't run it by the husband yet, but I think its a winner. Dang, I'm inventive.