Vince said to his pals as they cleaned all the silly string and confetti up, “What happened at the New Year’s Eve party stays at the New Year’s Eve party.” Per our usual habit, Jeremy and I had gone to bed early on New Year’s Eve and at midnight we were awoken by running and loud thumping and laughing from the first floor. The next morning, I asked the boys what the ruckus was all about. I got some muttered answer about Excalibur and brooms. I didn’t persue any further.
I’m looking forward to Monday. I hope have fully recovered from December by the time classes start up again for me at the end of January.