So..

The pup made it till midnight last night – and was out cold by 12:15. *chuckles* But she did make it, so she was quite proud. We flipped over to TV, watched the ball drop, then went back to Smallville.

What? Isn’t it every woman’s dream to spend NYE/Day with Superman?

Question, though – was it just me, or did anyone else find watching Dick Clark slur his way through his Rockin NYE party unbearably sad? He’s an icon, he’s never looked older then the day we first saw him, and to see him so… aged… was incredibly disheartening. However proud I was for him to take part at his age, and after his illnesses, it still broke my heart a little with every word he spoke. He was so happy to be there, but it just didn’t mesh with the age/slurred tones of his voice.

Le sigh.

Anyway – starting the NY off right, cleaning up the kitchen, taught the girl how to throw together an easy peasy roast in her crockpot (mmmmmmmm smells nummy!) and will head to blockbuster shortly to get the next season of smallville or charmed, whichever they have available. Assuming they’re open. Hm. I’d better call.

Yup, they’re open. I can continue to feed my kids’ newest addictions throughout the day. Which is a good thing considering the “WHAT? NO! NOOOO! OMG NO! THEY CAN’T DO THAT!” I just heard when the season 1 finale “to be continued” popped up on screen. hahahah!

What, you thought we was the football watching type? Sheyeah, right. *Snort*

Still no word on the NYE shinanagins with the boy and TGHLSB. Harumph. Better not have been any smoochin involved! Off to blockbusters, while the girls finish up their room. If they wanna find out if Lana survives the tornado, they’d best be floor visible AND closet space used as it’s intended to be!

Edited to Add: just talked to The Boy – no NY kissin went on. Whew. I mean, bummer. Nope, I mean WHEW! heh.