Notice I chose a picture without fireworks? Whew! Last night was rough! It didn’t start out that way, though. Yesterday was actually a really fun day!
It started when Mom got out of work early and picked up my grandpa (her dad). We love him SO much!
Khia and I played war for Grandpa to make him smile:
Even Mya partied with us:
We were all on our best behavior:
Except Jamison…because he’s the devil.
And then…out of nowhere…the house shook like the world was ending. I don’t know why I was scared last night. I’m never scared of fireworks. On Christmas Eve I sat with Mom and watched them with her. I think it’s because these were REALLY close and REALLY loud and REALLY shook the walls and floor.
I can’t remember if I was living on the streets on New Year’s Eve. Mom found me on January 10th. Maybe subconsciously I was thinking about that night back in 2012? I don’t know. I just know that second to living on the streets, last night was the worst night of my life. I know that I’m lucky to have Mom, Dad, and Grandpa though. They did everything they could to make me comfortable.
Everyone started getting REALLY tired around 11:30. Especially me because my Xanax finally kicked in.
I finally found comfort in Grandpa:
Before we knew it, it was time for the countdown and, just like that, 2014 was gone and 2015 was here! We celebrated with a selfie that I made it into because I was on the couch!!!
Dad gave us so much love.
I was very relieved when we got to go to bed at 1:00. I slept right between Mom and Dad because it was super safe there. Normally I sleep next to Mom only. When we got into bed, my head literally flopped on the pillow. I woke up this morning feeling like a new dog. Well, other than being embarrassed a little.
I hope all of you had a safe and enjoyable New Year’s Eve! I look forward to sharing 2015 with you 🙂
Tongue bloopers from last night: