The quick brown fox jumped over the good, but lazy Parker family.

new year’s eve

Friday, 4 January 2013

with my beloved wife still recovering from an emergency root canal (don’t ask) and me recovering from some mysterious plague that knocked me on my butt for two days, we kind of missed new year’s eve. and by “missed” i mean that we were both in by 9:45pm, although i actually got to see the clock tick over at midnight when the mighty quinn decided to get up and celebrate.

so we took another shot at it tonight, with dinner at Central Michel Richard followed by drinks and bad college football. and we both stayed up until at least 11:15pm.