So I spent my NYE on a couch soothing a 6 month old with shards of bone stabbing through his gums (AKA teething)
One of the more subdued New Year’s Eves I’ve spent.  Though it was also the cheapest and the least hangover-inducing, so I guess that’s a win in someone’s book.
Happy 2015 y’all.  Hope you get to do irresponsibly creative things and regret nothing.