New Year’s Eve hasn’t been a big deal for the last few years… in fact, I’ve slept through it a few times, lol…

usually I’ve had a dark haired person to first-foot the house on New Year’s Day, but this year no one with dark hair was available… currently my hair is gray but in my earlier days it was a dark brown;-)…

I did some research and discovered I could first-foot myself as long as I was out of the house before midnight…

I also learned about the tradition of opening the backdoor to let out any bad vibes and then opening the front door to let in the good…

so I packed up my little bag of goodies, opened the back door to leave the house just before midnight and left it open for a few minutes…

then I went into the garage and out the big door, walked up the driveway and watched some fireworks across the creek for a few minutes before entering the house through the front door… the doorbell camera caught me as I entered;-)…

the tradition is supposed to be a tall, dark haired man, but really, I have had a few women do this cause why not…

my bag held a candy cane, heel of bread, an orange, 3 pieces of charcoal, a little bottle of Baileys, and a cookie…

it was fun to have the actual charcoal, because that is what my dad procured just before New Year’s each year to add to the little bags that he distributed to family and friends just after midnight;-)…

I did laugh when I discovered that I did the same thing last year, although on New Year’s Day morning, lol…