#84. Kiss Me at Midnight.
For the first time in years, new years eve was low key this year. John and I spent the day doing things around my apartment like installing my washer and dryer and hanging curtains. After 18 months, I figured it was time to be settled.
That afternoon, we had coffee with our dear friend, Bri. The three of us started 2014 with Andy's frozen custard, so it was nice to end the year hanging out.
When midnight came, I got my first new years eve kiss. (note: I did not say first kiss... I said first new years kiss. ;) )
Just after midnight....
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