What a difference a few kids make. My New Years Eve used to consist of debauchery and mild to severe intoxication, and on one occasion in Europe waking up butt naked in a dipsy dumpster with my car keys shoved up my ass (hey, in my defense, where else can you put your keys when youre naked?). Now I toasted New Years with my children (7,9,13) with Champagne and sparkling apple cider...at home.And no car keys were defiled...a marked improvement over years past.
Posted on: Thu, 01 Jan 2015 14:58:49 +0000
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