an occasion for hemlängtan
1 Jan 2009 05:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Perhaps it's because I lack the scientifically-proven gene that makes people have religious experiences, but I've never really gotten the whole New Year's thing. Or the point of making resolutions explicitly at any time, let alone one specific time, although I dubiously tried it out a few times when I was a kid.
New Year's in Finland involves more public drunkenness - generally on the street, in fact, which results in a lot of puke on the sidewalks in the days following - as well as drunkenness in bars, the most traditional place, and of course also drunkenness at house parties, but maybe to a lesser extent.
New Year's in childhood could be counted on to provide an extended family party with all the other kids present, plenty of delicious junkfood and snacks and staying up quite late, if we were visiting my mother's family; or at home, the annual Unitarian Universalist New Year's party, the biggest event of the year after our Halloween campout. And since a UU congregation is generally pretty small comparatively in Alabama, and everyone there quite well known to me, that sort of party is also really fun. (To say nothing of the snacks and champagne. And in my family, the children always got alcoholic drinks - if they wanted them. I never wanted a large enough quantity to find out where my mom would draw the line. I took my margaritas with a capful each of tequila and triple sec on the rare occasions I wanted the liquor part, and not the potent mixture Mom makes for herself.) (Every party is an occasion for margaritas, with my mom ♥.)
New Year's in Finland involves more public drunkenness - generally on the street, in fact, which results in a lot of puke on the sidewalks in the days following - as well as drunkenness in bars, the most traditional place, and of course also drunkenness at house parties, but maybe to a lesser extent.
New Year's in childhood could be counted on to provide an extended family party with all the other kids present, plenty of delicious junkfood and snacks and staying up quite late, if we were visiting my mother's family; or at home, the annual Unitarian Universalist New Year's party, the biggest event of the year after our Halloween campout. And since a UU congregation is generally pretty small comparatively in Alabama, and everyone there quite well known to me, that sort of party is also really fun. (To say nothing of the snacks and champagne. And in my family, the children always got alcoholic drinks - if they wanted them. I never wanted a large enough quantity to find out where my mom would draw the line. I took my margaritas with a capful each of tequila and triple sec on the rare occasions I wanted the liquor part, and not the potent mixture Mom makes for herself.) (Every party is an occasion for margaritas, with my mom ♥.)