Any New Years Eve Memories

Jules

Jules

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Nothing exceptional, but it’s one night we can usually remember something we’ve done. Dressing up in fancy clothes is from long, long ago.

Spent one eve in Phoenix in bed by 9:30. Developed a terrible cough & wakened to watch some fireworks.
In college, my roommate & I pulled the sled loaded with beer home from the liquor store. There definitely was a party that night. We were young and we sure did know how to celebrate.
An evening with friends at a lovely local restaurant.
In really old times, living in rustic conditions with ex, our dinner guests enjoyed the post dinner Spanish Coffees. I kept having to perk another cup of coffee & whip cream from scratch. I wasn’t drinking. The more coffee they drank, the more awake they were and the more they wanted.
As a youngster at my grandparents’ farm, the pig decided to have about 18 little ones. It was so bitterly cold that they had to be brought into keep warm by the kitchen stove. The feisty ones were moving around the kitchen on Jan 1st.

Now I’m content to stay home and off the roads away from drinking drivers. This year we don’t even have to make an excuse for not going out.
 

The last year that I was up all night was to usher in the year 2000.

I was at work testing systems waiting for the world to end.

The thing that I remember most about that night was the lavish buffets provided by my employer. Most of the food went untouched because everyone was busy working and hoping to salvage some time to be with family and friends.

The world didn't end and we finished up our work in time to grab a cup of coffee for the ride home on New Year's Day.

These days I fix myself a little early bird special and am in bed well before midnight.
 
One New Year's Eve that I recall all the time is when I was driving down a Main Street and another car crossed the Center line coming at get me very fast and I blared my horn just before he or she would have smashed into me. Ever since that night in 1986 I never go out on New Year's Eve.
 

I remember one New Years Eve, spending the entire day and evening (in my bedroom) recording the top 100 countdown on the radio.

I had an old combo radio/cassette player along with a stack of Maxwell cassette tapes (if I remember the name correctly), and as each song played, if I liked it, I'd hit the record button.

I was at the age where time and celebrating wasn't important, and even recall mom saying something to me along the lines of, "New Years Eve is going to come and go and you're going to miss it", and it went right over my head.

One of the best childhood New Years Eves I ever had.
 
As for now that I'm older, I loathe going out anywhere on New Years Eve and actually refuse to leave the house on New Years.

New Years Eve to us (dear hubby and myself) is about being at home, staying at home, and enjoying the day and night together doing our own thing.

We buy extra food and snacks, and while we seldom make it to midnight, we still have a good time.
 
In the early 70's .. took the free subway downtown with another couple, to a club. We watched a couple of women dancing for most of the evening. I think they were professional dancers. The headliner was Rompin' Ronnie Hawkins. I recall a woman dancing alone, who looked a lot like Janis Joplin. I think she was high. The subway ride home was packed like sardines.

For the most part, we've celebrated at home, alone. We watch Times Square on t.v. and raise a toast to midnight, and hug.

Wild, aren't we? ;)
 
Aunt Bea said:
The last year that I was up all night was to usher in the year 2000.

I was at work testing systems waiting for the world to end.

The thing that I remember most about that night was the lavish buffets provided by my employer. Most of the food went untouched because everyone was busy working and hoping to salvage some time to be with family and friends.

The world didn't end and we finished up our work in time to grab a cup of coffee for the ride home on New Year's Day.

These days I fix myself a little early bird special and am in bed well before midnight.
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I remember well the year 1999 going out & Y2K coming in ...... I was at a party and a friends wife was just acting odd ........ I finally goy the chance to ask her why ? She was literally scared to death that everything we knew was going to stop. The power grid was going to shut down , the water would stop , the food would be unavailable , etc & so on.

Sometime after midnight , I kissed her happy new-year , and said see ... we're still here & the lights are still on. Talking to her hubby, he said she had been like that for a week.

A year later, she went through similar anxiety just after 9/11 . I think she has always been one of those that just lives on the edge of reality .
 
We used to go out ballroom dancing on New Years Eve with friends. Some years were more fun than others, depending on the venue, the band and who went. So many places around here no longer have this kind of dancing so it was getting hard even before the Pandemic, plus a lot of our dance friends no longer dance or have moved away. I do not really miss it. It was getting too hard to stay up that late...by the time we would drive home and feed the dogs, it was often 2:00 before we would get to bed.
 
Aunt Bea said:
The last year that I was up all night was to usher in the year 2000.

I was at work testing systems waiting for the world to end.

The thing that I remember most about that night was the lavish buffets provided by my employer. Most of the food went untouched because everyone was busy working and hoping to salvage some time to be with family and friends.

The world didn't end and we finished up our work in time to grab a cup of coffee for the ride home on New Year's Day.

These days I fix myself a little early bird special and am in bed well before midnight.
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My husband was a Y2K tester for the government.
 
Have slept through most.

A couple memorable ones: New Years Eve in Las Vegas (didn't drink at all) and when I lived in another country when I was young. I did drink way too much, passed out before midnight and woke up about 130AM and was totally hung over the next day. It's never worth it.
 
I have a bad memory of one New Year's & it was a reminder NOT to be out on the road - too many drunks.
I was driving home & a Mustang whooshed by me, going at least 130 mph on a residential street. When he went by me, my whole car shook.
A few miles later, I came on a horrible scene; he crashed into at least 3 cars; I couldn't tell how many because they were in pieces & some were cut in half. Personnel hadn't arrived yet & several bodies were strewn about in the street.
 
I will never forget the year we literally flushed in the New Year.

Our drains were plugged and we could see that water was going to flood the basement. Frantically calling all afternoon till we finally got someone that said our place was on his way home.

He got there at around 10 in the evening, worked for almost 2 hours trying to get tree roots out. I swear that I am not making this up and finally at a few minutes before midnight he told us to open all the taps. Whoosh 12:01 am Success
 
Aunt Marg said:
I remember one New Years Eve, spending the entire day and evening (in my bedroom) recording the top 100 countdown on the radio.

I had an old combo radio/cassette player along with a stack of Maxwell cassette tapes (if I remember the name correctly), and as each song played, if I liked it, I'd hit the record button.

I was at the age where time and celebrating wasn't important, and even recall mom saying something to me along the lines of, "New Years Eve is going to come and go and you're going to miss it", and it went right over my head.

One of the best childhood New Years Eves I ever had.
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I did that too 😉
 
win231 said:
I have a bad memory of one New Year's & it was a reminder NOT to be out on the road - too many drunks.
I was driving home & a Mustang whooshed by me, going at least 130 mph on a residential street. When he went by me, my whole car shook.
A few miles later, I came on a horrible scene; he crashed into at least 3 cars; I couldn't tell how many because they were in pieces & some were cut in half. Personnel hadn't arrived yet & several bodies were strewn about in the street.
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This is tragic. Did you ever read on see anything on the news for more details regarding what happened? :( I can only imagine the outcome would not be good.
 
Remy said:
This is tragic. Did you ever read on see anything on the news for more details regarding what happened? :( I can only imagine the outcome would not be good.
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It was back in 1997. I didn't read or see anything on the news about it. There were 4 fatalities that I could see. Hope the driver was one of them.
 
Well, New Years Eve around here is off to a great start.

My wife fixed broiled lobster for dinner along with a baked potato and a bowl of her wonderful "Lucky" soup.
A little ice cream and a couple of her homemade almond cookies and I am a happy camper who is ready to settle in and watch the TV.

I doubt that we will be able to stay awake until midnight, and it is raining so we should not have many fireworks to keep us awake.

.... and I had a recent dream that 2021 is going to be a great year.
 
It was 2007, and we had gotten married the previous month. We were docked overnight on a river cruiser on the Danube in Linz, Austria. Apparently a lot of Europeans celebrate with fireworks. We found that they were even selling skyrockets in the markets
We stood on the top deck with a cup of hot chocolate (and brandy) watching the fireworks all around us. The show went on for over an hour, and it was fantastic!
 
Used to love New Years Eve...going out for dinner and dancing, or to home parties...always fun. When the kids got old enough to start going out themselves, we started staying home to wait for THEM to get home and I don’t think we have been out on New Years Eve since then. I so much loved to party...miss those days 😢
 
My best was 36 years ago right after I woke up to the fact that I could not stand the idea of not spending the rest of my life with the woman who had captured my heart. I caught a flight from Hawaii to Dallas and drove her down to San Antonio over New Years. We stayed at a very nice hotel on the Riverwalk and got dinner reservations at a fabulous restaurant. Midnight found me wearing a goofy hat, blowing a goofy horn, and proposing.
The next morning a cold front came in and snowed us in. Very romantic!
45 days later we married and it was the best thing that ever happened to me.
 
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