Happy New Year!
”Do you know, you won’t see me again till next year!” I told my grandchildren Miles and Hayley. They had spent most of the day with me.
“Why? Are you going to visit Ben and Agnieszka?” asked Miles.
“No.”
“Are you going away? Are you going to hospital? Why?”
“Think about it.” I said. “What day is it today?”
“New Year’s Eve – are you going to a New Year’s Eve party?”
“Well, I am,” I said. “But that’s not the reason. What day is it tomorrow?”
“New Year’s Day. Oh, I get it, it will be next year!” Miles laughed.
But Hayley was still worried. “I wanted you to come to my Birthday,” she sobbed.
Once we explained it to her, she enjoyed the joke.
Last night I saw the New Year in with a small group of friends. We had fun playing Cranium. The men sat and looked on while we women made fools of ourselves, trying to do impersonations of Marilyn Monroe or the Easter Bunny or hum tunes that no one knew.
A couple of us had to act out a Conga line. I put my hands on my team partner’s shoulders and we danced through the room kicking our legs out at the sides.
“I know,” shouted someone. “Its the front and back end of a horse costume!”
“Why don’t you go and watch TV?” suggested our hostess to her husband.
“There’s nothing funnier than this on TV,” he said.
I’ve had a quiet restful New Year’s Day. It has been rainy and windy – not at all like our usual weather for this time of year. Most of the beaches in Queensland are closed this week because of the wild seas. Other parts of Australia have been sweltering in heat waves.
Tomorrow is Hayley’s sixth birthday. I’ve just wrapped her present and yes, I will go to see her!
