Times Square of the West Coast

This morning, on the drive from seminary to school, Braeden's friends wanted to know why he didn't go to the New Year's Eve dance.  He said, "Because I didn't want to."

I added, "It is hard to compete with the fun we had."

Of course, then the question was, "What did you do?"

We did our traditional cheese fondue followed by our traditional chocolate fondue.  There were games played and we introduced Geri to the hilarity that is The IT Crowd.  (She is patient to tolerate our collective sense of humor which isn't always...conventional.)

Our other New Year's Eve tradition, revered for years now, is the ceremonial ball drop.  It's a lot like what happens in Times Square in New York City.  Except we drop a basketball, on gingerbread houses.  To smash them.

Is there a chance there is more fun to be had on New Year's Eve?

Maybe.

But maybe not.