Oh how I used to love New Year's Eve--up all night hitting bar after bar after bar and stumbling into a truck stop for breakfast. Then I graduated from college. For a few years Mr. D and I enjoyed a round robin party with neighbors in our old 'hood. Then we moved. Now? We have kids and babysitters cost a premium tonight and the bar scene is more horrifying and annoying than amusing and festive for us Old People. It's a nice meal at home and movies augmented by a wii this year (thanks, Santa!). Tonight's venue: steaks on the grill, rolls, salad, beans and pie; Night at the Smithsonian; wii bowling and tennis. I bet we won't see midnight at my house. How about you, reader?