Last year, I just watched movies with a friend since we didn't have anywhere to go. Her then 3-year-old managed to stay up until 9 pm, and we counted down to ring in the new year. Celebrated with a little grape juice, and then she went to bed. I didn't make it to midnight, though. I ended up driving home shortly after our little celebration. LOL!
LOL, sometimes it's just better to sleep through it all.
Stupid stunt I pulled one New Year's Eve night:
Every New Years, we would go to my Aunt and Uncle's to celebrate. They lived about 35-40 minutes away if you took the express way. Well, I was 16 at the time and was a fairly new driver, and that night I couldn't go because I had to work (I had a job at a grocery store).
I decided rather than going home like I was supposed to, I would pull a surprise and drive all the 35 minutes to get to my Aunt and Uncle's. Thing is, I wasn't entirely sure how to get there in the first place. I just had a pretty good idea. I thought maybe I'd get there in time before the party ended.
So I got off of work a little after 10 and decided to just do it. And there I went.
After about an hour's drive of wrong turns, guessing, and trial-by-error, I made it. And the party had long since been over. And Mom and Dad had called, with no answer, and gone straight home to find that I wasn't there was no sign of me at all.
So my Aunt and Uncle nearly passed out when I got to their house, and I had to call my Mom and Dad and tell them where I was...I had been missing for an hour. They were worried to death.
Dad didn't want me driving by myself at night anymore and wanted me to just spend the night, but I managed to talk him into coming and getting me and driving behind me in his car.
Somehow we got home before midnight and I still had time to watch Dick Clark for a little while. My Dad hated driving that route...and that night, he had to drive it four times in just a few hours!
What a night that was.