Despite the fact that when we all wake up tomorrow nothing will be any different except our wall calendars, it has always been quite popular among some segments of the population to party til dawn on this date simply because the planet is still spinning on its axis. I have never participated in this odd ritual, even back in my heyday as a hot single chick. Instead, I prefer to stay home and avoid the possible car accidents and terrorist bombings that sometimes accompany mobs of people, tons of alcohol and a random, deranged terrorist here and there.
However, in a nod to the celebration, earlier today I purchased a frozen Sara Lee cheesecake. Sometime before midnight I plan to let it thaw, then smother it with fresh berries and, along with my husband and a champagne toast, usher in 2016 with additional calories contributing to those eight pounds I've resolved to lose in January.