My Journey Through New Year’s Past…

Just like in my Halloween post, I have various stages of how I have spent New Year’s in the past and how I spend it now. There are so many ways to celebrate depending on what age you are, so here is my list of how I have spent this holiday…

  1. As a little kid all I wanted to do was make it till midnight to see the ball drop in Times Square. It was the biggest thrill, first because your parents let you stay awake that long and second because there is something exciting about 100’s of thousands of people counting down all at the same time as the disco ball hits the bottom and a new year has begun. Growing up, I thought how cool it would be to be there in New York when it hit midnight…then I got older and realized what an actual nightmare it would be. It is no longer on my bucket list.
  2. As a teenager you are just itching to get out of the house, but not old enough to really go anywhere. So, a wonderfully patient set of parents would have a party. We would eat chips, drink soda, maybe listen to music or watch a movie. We would get rowdy at midnight with the new year’s noisemakers and then our parents would come get us…the party parents claiming they would never do that again, LOL.
  3. Legal drinking age time…we hit the clubs. This is my least favorite item on the list. Don’t get me wrong, I had a good time, a VERY GOOD time, but it was just a big pain the bum. The logistics was always a nightmare…where to go, with who and the big one…what am I going to wear? Nowadays, I will wear whatever I want, but man, back then, all the dress code coordination was awful. Hair, makeup, outfit had to be perfect, even though after about an hour cramped into a club dancing to the band you looked like a hot mess anyway.
  4. Present day (and the last 20 years, lol) I like a low-key New Year’s. Hanging out at a friend’s house with a few drinks and good food. Here in Hawaii, when the clock strikes 12, the fireworks hit the sky. I have never seen so many fireworks. And they are all set off in front of people’s houses in all the neighborhoods. And I am not talking about sparklers and little poppers…I am talking about the big aerial fireworks, the kind we used to go look at on the Fourth of July. I actually like to be home by midnight. We live on the 26th floor of our condo building, and we can just stand in front of the window and watch the whole countryside light up for about 2 hours.

There you have it, my four stages of New Year’s Eve. I love my present-day celebrations, but I have to admit, I miss the days when I was a kid and when midnight came around, we all went outside banging on the pots and pans. The whole neighborhood would be outside clanging with a soup ladle. We are actually staying home this year. We are going to have a good meal, maybe some champagne and watch the fireworks. I doubt Neil will let me bang on our pans, but…I think I still have a cowbell from my grandmother tucked away somewhere…maybe I can get a few clangs in before he takes it away from me, LOL!! I mean, Christopher Walken said it best on SNL, you can never have enough cowbell.

***Question for the comments…What is your favorite New Year’s memory and what are you doing this year? If you didn’t get the Christopher Walken reference…look it up on You Tube, it’s hilarious.

***Please subscribe, like, comment, repost and share with a friend. Thanks for being here.

***Blog posts on Monday, Thursday and Saturday


Hi, I'm Tracie. I am a writer, reader, life coach, lover of the city and the beach. I am a big fan of all things caffeinated. I dig things from many different decades, but am a definite child of the 80's. My blog is about everything and anything my mind conjures up. Enjoy the ride.

9 thoughts on “My Journey Through New Year’s Past…

  1. I remember staying up on Millick St banging the pots and pans. Then nothing until NJ which was always the Black Tie party. What a PITA! Now it’s just us. Quiet, movie…😉

    Liked by 1 person

  2. I love reading your childhood posts!! They’re always so entertaining!!
    My favorite memory was going from house to house with Aunts, Uncles, and cousins all day New Year’s Eve and through to New Year’s Day! We’re French Canadian so this holiday is celebrated much louder than Christmas!! Lots of food and drinking. Lots of singing! We were kids so no drinking but so much fun!!
    Now we watch fireworks from the Lanai, give thanks and pray blessings for the New Year.
    Hau’oli Makakiki Hou!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Never new N.Y. had a ball…pots and pans that’s new too hahaha…here in hawaii what you experienced is the only phase I recognized….from child hood to teens to adulthood all the same…just figuring what house to spend it at and who you want to be with…sorry we couldn’t cruise up palolo this year plus it’s a muddy mess…the only phases I can think of is when your a kid you put the popper down and light it if you get good with that papa might let you light the long one at midnight…in your teens if your not lighting things in your hand and throwing it your basically called a fag and last but not least lighting bottle rockets and letting shoot from your hand and holding a string of five thousand while it goes off and throwing it before the bomb at the end goes off…now you you don’t touch the stuff cause you don’t want to smell like gun powder for three days into the new years…26th floor where you at with your man is the best place to be…I hope you get a few swings of that cowbell in before it gets snatched…happy new year Tracie

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Omg…too funny…I can see you holding the long string if fire crackers. Hawaii always does things different and I love learning about it!!! You have a great new years too and I will see you at church my brother ✨🎉🎊🎆🤙


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s