The New Year came to Texas and I was there to celebrate.  Yay!

Somehow we managed to stay awake past midnight.

Have you heard of the custom of eating grapes for good luck in the new year?

Eating twelve grapes guarantees good fortune for the next twelve months.

As you can see, we were prepared.

I found special 2021 wine glasses at the local grocery store (when Will and I made our one and only trip to the supermarket).  Amber filled them with sparkling apple juice.

The Funny Grandson really enjoyed the party.  Especially the noisemakers.

We made little pigs in the blanket for party food during football-watching.

Check them out:

A good time was had by all.  Other highlights of the trip?  Tacos from Torchy’s the night I arrived–Will ordered take out–and tacos in Round Rock for lunch.  Ben dropped me off at a quilt fabric store on his way to get them–win, win!

We went for a drive north of Round Rock and ended up with hot fudge sundaes.

We made French fries in the new air fryer.  We all loved playing CLUE, Uncle Will had little patience for Monopoly and I won a game of SEQUENCE.

So. Much. Fun.

I don’t know about you, but 2020 was a year of waiting for the next bad thing to happen–and it did.

Now, in 2021, I feel as if I’m waiting for the next good thing to happen.  Bring on the vaccines!  And let’s all get together.

At the Saxon Pub in 2018. No social distancing and lots of great music.