In this, the final hour
This is what New Years Eve looks like at 40:
The bubbly in the refrigerator is sparkling apple cider.
The Kid is ringing in the new year with his friends rather than his parents.
I'm watching "Garrison Keillor's New Years Eve Special" from the Ryman Auditorium on PBS because the "Mtv Goes Gold: New Years Eve 2007" special was frankly just giving me a headache and I simply can not bear Ryan Seacrest.
Big Daddy is playing Xbox Live on the big screen in his office.
Happy happy. We're healthy and we're here. Who can complain about that? Here's to more of the same in 2007.