It was good times. Rach came over first and we had dinners. And then Leann showed up. And then everyone else.
And we got everyone in on Progressive Rummy (and I DO MEAN EVERYONE) and then it filtered down to just a few of us and David learned the hard harsh lesson about sandbagging which is this: We will fuck you up if you go down and out on us. The other lesson he learned? He can't win without Rachael.
Traditions? Twilight Zone, breakfast in the AM cooked by ME, Progressive Rummy, dancing, kids up til midnight, and of course? ZIGGY QUITMEIER!
Now, Ziggy isn't MY tradition, I stole him from![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
shadesofbrixton. Borrowed? Stole. Yeah, in 2004, she introduced us to a cute lil story about how, when he was a kid, her dad and his buddies had taken a name from the phone book, called his guy at midnight, yelled 'Happy New Year!' and hung up the phone. And then did it for years. It stopped (at least for her dad) when he like, went to college or something, but then he told HER about it and they looked him up in 2004 and called. And TALKED TO ZIGGY! And it turned out that her dad's buddies had been doing it for years and Ziggy said that he'd talk to them next year. It was really sweet, but the guy died a couple months later. :( And so Brix said, "Hey, I'm gonna be in a plane over New Mexico, why don't YA'LL call?"
So? I did. And now me and my sister and Nicole and Jenny have done it the last couple of years and THIS year, we addedambisis and calyx to the mix, too! :D And though we called at midnight OUR time (which was THREE AM their time), they were happy to hear from us, wished us a very happy new year and chatted with us for a bit. <3 The Quitmeiers are awesome folks, I'm just saying.
And? I totally got to have a slumber party with Lani and Rachael (who MADE OUT with my sister). And there were boobies. Yeaaaaaaaah. WHOO the alcohol.
♥
May 2009 bring all the very best to you and yours, flistypeeps. If I didn't love you, you wouldn't be reading this.
And we got everyone in on Progressive Rummy (and I DO MEAN EVERYONE) and then it filtered down to just a few of us and David learned the hard harsh lesson about sandbagging which is this: We will fuck you up if you go down and out on us. The other lesson he learned? He can't win without Rachael.
Traditions? Twilight Zone, breakfast in the AM cooked by ME, Progressive Rummy, dancing, kids up til midnight, and of course? ZIGGY QUITMEIER!
Now, Ziggy isn't MY tradition, I stole him from
shadesofbrixton. Borrowed? Stole. Yeah, in 2004, she introduced us to a cute lil story about how, when he was a kid, her dad and his buddies had taken a name from the phone book, called his guy at midnight, yelled 'Happy New Year!' and hung up the phone. And then did it for years. It stopped (at least for her dad) when he like, went to college or something, but then he told HER about it and they looked him up in 2004 and called. And TALKED TO ZIGGY! And it turned out that her dad's buddies had been doing it for years and Ziggy said that he'd talk to them next year. It was really sweet, but the guy died a couple months later. :( And so Brix said, "Hey, I'm gonna be in a plane over New Mexico, why don't YA'LL call?" So? I did. And now me and my sister and Nicole and Jenny have done it the last couple of years and THIS year, we added
ambisis and calyx to the mix, too! :D And though we called at midnight OUR time (which was THREE AM their time), they were happy to hear from us, wished us a very happy new year and chatted with us for a bit. <3 The Quitmeiers are awesome folks, I'm just saying. And? I totally got to have a slumber party with Lani and Rachael (who MADE OUT with my sister). And there were boobies. Yeaaaaaaaah. WHOO the alcohol.
♥
May 2009 bring all the very best to you and yours, flistypeeps. If I didn't love you, you wouldn't be reading this.
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