New Years, Schmew Years

So, I despise New Years Eve. I hate it, loath it, and wish it didn't exist. Mainly, cause I'm a loser and I hate crowds and the hype and the pressure to have some kind of fabulous plan for the evening. I've tried staying home and pretending it doesn't exist. That was a bad year, I felt more like a loser than anything else. And now that I have children, finding something fun to do with them is even more difficult. We had an invitation to go to a friends house for the night, but a thousand other people were invited and we'd have to bring the kids. The thought of so many people jammed in a house, with kids to keep an eye on and entertain while tired and crabby (me, not the kids), has me saying, NO THANKS.
So, as usual, here we are the day before and me asking Scott, "What do you want to do tomorrow?" I don't know, same thing we do every Wednesday night? Complain that there's nothing good on TV and go to bed at 9:30. Sleep is always an option.

Where to start?

New to blogging here. * Just a warning, I'm not a writer, I hated English as a student. My spelling stinks, and my grammar is worse. I know I don't use punctuation correctly and that's bound to make all you smart people nuts. So I'm apologizing in advance. Sorry. *

So, I've been wanted to start a blog for a while, but I didn't know what I could write about, and if people would make fun of me. But I'm sure I'll figure something to write, cause I always have something to say. Can't say it'll be earth shattering or ground break or even interesting. I'm mainly doing this for myself as an outlet and documentation of me living on the Vine. Its a struggle for me, but its an amazing journey. I'm always blown away by God's goodness and grace for me.
So here I go.