Punkfrog's Bits of Goodness

Oh New Year’s Eve, you give us reason to put away our worries, and instead put on our party pants and have fun with friends and family.  This go-around I did the normal thing and met up with friends in Wamego for dinner and games (which turned really into just dinner, as the younger crowd, for which half the party was for as the hostess’ daughter is leaving for Ireland tomorrow for a study abroad program, took over the games)… always fun as usual.  Got grilled a bit for not bringing the new guy with me, but alas, he had to work AND couldn’t close the theatre down early. Wished I could have brought him, but, so it goes. Finally left Wamego probably around 10:45, and had to give someone a ride home as she wasn’t feeling well.  Got back to MHK and had to get an orange for the Blue Moon I had in my fridge that was coming with to JC. Packed my bag, and realized I was running surprisingly late.  I still had a 30 minute drive to JC.

(It was at this point I was really glad I WASN’T going to be in Aggieville for the Little Apple Drop this year - my complex’s parking lot was packed. I got the last spot in my own damn lot.)

It was a race against time to get to Junction. I got a text while I wasn’t even out of city limits that the credits were rolling, that I needed to get to the theatre ASAP.  I had 7 minutes left as I came across the first exit for Junction. I needed the fourth.  I made the exit, only to get stuck behind a woman doing 20 in a 35. I frantically did the math on my clock in my car as it is a few minutes fast. I can do this.

I am flying as much as I can down 6th Street, slowing for drunks walking in the road and avoiding the police as much as possible.

I turn into the theatre parking lot, and see Eric frantically jumping up and down. I park next to him and before I’m even unbuckled, he’s at my door.  Fearing that I missed the stroke of midnight for our kiss, I look at my phone.

11:58:42PM on 12/31/2011. 

I get out of the car as soon as I can. Poor Eric is in a short-sleeved work polo and shivering, as Kansas weather is unpredictable as hell. A cold front moved in with snow just north of the area, despite the fact it was nearly 60 degrees yesterday. I hug him, halfway in an attempt to keep him warm, the other half in sheer giddiness that I was going to get to kiss him at midnight.

He looked at his phone, and we heard fireworks go off somewhere in town with a loud cheering of people. He grins before saying “Here is to the first, with many more to come, in 2012.”  Eric pulled me close and proved again he is a hell of a kisser.

If you would have asked me a month ago if I would have expected to be kissing a guy in the parking lot of the movie theatre in Junction City at the stroke of midnight on New Year’s… I would have laughed. Hell, I wasn’t even expecting to kiss anyone.  But there was no place I would have rather been in that moment, than right there. (Okay somewhere warmer would have been good, but hey, it makes for a better story.)

So far, 2012 has started out pretty damn good. Eric had to work early this morning, but it allowed me to get home, take a nap, clean a large chunk of my apartment, and still have another day off tomorrow to hopefully work some more on the apartment.

I have made the typical New Year’s resolutions to go to the gym more (although I may avoid it the next few days, it is going to be busssssyyyyyy), but my resolution this year is a little odd, but quite simple: to use my reusable shopping bags more often.

With that, and the fact the first day of 2012 is almost over (which means we have what, 354 more days left of the year until we all cease to exist?), I hope you make the most of this year. Do amazing things with it. ♥