New Years Eve is just about here. Ken and I have never been a fan of going out for New Years. We spent most of our New Years Eves watching Dick Clark on TV.

One year we broke tradition and made reservations at a romantic restaurant an hour from home and rented a motel room close by. The temperature was 50 degrees and sunny. This was unusual for Pennsylvania in December so we had a great ride to the motel. We checked in and scoped out the bar where the music would be later in the evening.