The photo above is of the fireworks at Burj Khalifa in Dubai. Their new year began at 3:00 p.m. today.
Sadly, the fireworks are just beginning in the ghetto and will be working their way to the grand finale tonight. Banjo is already pissed despite his steak dinner this evening. I just returned from a quick dash to Kroger for buttermilk and champagne (not to be consumed together) and passed the huge fireworks store that is very close to my house and the parking lot was jammed full both times I passed it. It’s going to be a long night. But there will be champagne!
Tomorrow, there will be more Downton Abby if I don’t finish it tonight. I will also be making collard greens, that I wish were turnips with ham hock and trying out my homemade pepper sauce. I will also be making black-eyed peas. I won’t be making the canned kind, though I do eat that a good bit. When I first moved out of the house, Mother gave me a can of black-eyed peas and cornmeal, and an onion. She said I should keep those three things on hand at all times and I would always have a quick meal. To this day, it is something I make at least once a month. Also, we are a turnip greens family, not collards. But alas, a prewashed collards in a bag right were there next to the peas and I settled.
Once again, I want to thank you guys for another year of reading. I am glad to usher out 2016 as the website has been somewhat of a PITA between the ad agency’s financial incompetence and insolvency and the change over to the new design and the exodus of the basket of deplorables and their constant harassment. However, you guys make it all worth it.
Oh and you may have noticed I didn’t put up the “Come for the Tea, Stay for the Shade” tagline. I felt like that was a bit dated when I started the blog and it’s even moreso now. I may or may not go back to it, but in the meantime, I’m considering new options. I like this one.
Let me know your new year traditions in comments. And for the love of GAWD when wishing each other Happy New Year! please note there is no ‘S’ involved. It’s a New Year. Point blank and the period.
That’s me, and my resolution to stay mean in 2017. Now there is one I can keep.