Friday, December 31, 2010

Dancing Skirt Necessary

I couldn't care less about New Years Eve. Seriously. Never really have, though now that I have a kid I've got a perfect built in excuse not to have to worry about New Year's plans. Totally overrated, in my opinion.

However, we did go out to dinner with a couple of our friends tonight at a nice restaurant that happens to be across the street from our house. They had a couple of guys playing live Hawaiian music so after we ate I took Moana over closer so she could see the guys with their ukuleles. One song later Moana proved that it was indeed necessary to wear that dancing skirt she insisted on tonight. It.was.hysterical.

She danced and twirled and swung her arms around like it was the last day of the year. Then she started doing somersaults. Right there on the restaurant floor in front of the band. Grandmas everywhere were swooning, including her own. The guys in the band were egging her on by doing a bit of dancing themselves. Then we gave Moana a couple bucks to put in their tip jar and she got a kick out of that part too.

So at least somebody enjoyed the heck out of her New Year's Eve! Now she's in bed and I'm just waiting for the bombing to stop. People here in Hawaii like to blow up fireworks on New Year's Eve, with the excuse that it's some sort of cultural necessity to keep demons away for the coming year. Whatever. They're a bunch of pyromaniacs who like to blow shit up. It's just a bunch of loud bombing that sends our dog into the closet and leaves trash all over the roads in the morning.

I hope it dumps rain tonight.

So as much as I'm not a fan of New Year's Eve, I *am* a fan of New Years Day! I love starting the new year with a great workout. I love hearing about how people do their 100x100's in the pool... I'd like to do that too but our pool isn't open on holidays so I haven't been able to do anything like that in 6+ years. Instead, I'll start 2011 with a 4 hour bike ride (wearing a sleeveless jersey!) in the morning. Yay! Can't wait.

So Happy New Year to all of you! Here's to a great 2011 filled with lots of great training and racing and dancing with toddlers... :)

11 comments:

mtanner said...

Happy New Year's Michelle!
I am with you- New Year's Eve is totally overrated. Enjoy the bike ride! I am off to swim in the cold rain!

Molly said...

Happy new year! I'm starting mine off with a trainer ride and some TRX - fun times ahead :-)

Beth said...

So jealous of your sleeveless jersey! :) Happy New Year to you guys!!!

Lizzie said...

Someone once told me that New Year's eve is amateur night :) Thus we were curled up on the couch watching the ball drop @ midnight - and during my run this morning I was grateful for that :) Happy New Year! Toddler dancing is very cool - especially with the somersaults!

Teresa said...

Happy New Year!! I think you swim more than anyone...we get in those 100's to try to catch up with you! ;)

Cheers!

tn

Kiet said...

This New Year's day, I jumped into the cold pacific ocean, don't think this is going to become a tradition. But it was surprisingly invigorating.

Laurie said...

I live in Philly and people love to blow shit up here too on NYE -- actually it starts about 2 days before. No guise of a cultural excuse here though, people just like the noise and the fire. Maybe I will buy plane tickets for all of the Philly fireworks-blower-uppers and send them your way next year.

Elizabeth A. Rich said...

how cute! and I am jealous of your sleeveless weather. It was 27F degrees here this morning with a high of 48F. I don't even want to run outside.

N.D. said...

Happy New Year! That sounds adorable. What a great way to celebrate the new year coming in. I agree with your first paragraph there. What a relief that it can feel like any other night again. It was GREAT and I was in bed by 10. Celebrated today by taking an off day! Off and running tomorrow. Best wishes in '11.

Aimee said...

Happy New Year!! I'm with you on New Year's Eve, I don't really care for it either!

Regina said...

God love 'em at this age!!! They do love to dance. I remember when my son was that age we were walking down Broadway and someone was stopped at a light with the music blaring. My son stopped in the middle of the sidewalk and started busting a move. All the people int he restaurant where he stopped in front of were laughing and cheering him on (it was an open air kind of place). Too funny. I was in tears I was laughing so hard.