Our New Years... published five days late.

This is pretty much the only photo taken of me all night, i was running amuck, fun was to be had. Enjoy my embarrassingly huge widows peak and not very attractive scrunched up face. Oh and i was cooking a barbecue in my best '50s housewife apron!


Noone understands this photo. It's okay, because i don't either. I was scrolling through the photos and there is one exactly the same with our good friend ashley's foot?



Capturing a moment of insanity.



This would have to be my favourite photo of the night. Ashley has an application on his iphone which turns the camera flash into a strobe light, and this is what it looks like catpured on night mode with my nikon. Everyone's faces are priceeeeeleeeeesss!

We moved the coffee table from the middle of the room so we could have extra dance floor space. And James could not find those ciggarettes for hours.

Just after our barbecue feed. The BMW turned into a makeshift stereo!

~ Rhey.

Eve.

New Year's Eve

I have a countdown on my Iphone which currently states 11 hours, 13 minutes, and 36 seconds until midnight. I'm such a sucker for countdown's and ticker's and timer's, i once had a countdown for my kitten's birthday on my phone... i am fully aware that i am insane.

I've been doing alot of reflecting today. It's kind of like closure for me. I rid myself of worries, regrets and the like, with that kiss at midnight. Zebb does the same. Immediately after he announces 'Whatever happened last year, happened last year!' I think the exact same thing. I swear we were identical twins in another life. No, wait that sounds gross.

I just love that cleansing feeling. Like after you've just finished a hectic workout, or how you feel after a week of eating healthy. When that clock strikes twelve and that countdown hits zero, i will take a deep breath, and face this new year head on.

~ Rhey.


I will surely update you all on what the moment was like tomorrow morning. Along with a slew of photos no doubt.