We stayed home on New Year's Eve. Grilled up some steaks, made some baller sweet potatoes, sent the kids to bed at the usual hour, settled down on the couch to watch a movie, be exceedingly boring, etc.
After blowing through enough wine and cocktails to bring down an elephant on a metal band's tour bus, we decided to switch to bubbly for the big countdown moment.
Jason opted to amp the excitement up even further with a champagne-bottle sabering demonstration.
It was very important to him that I record this moment.
(Language NSFW. We talk like I write! HAPPY 2015 MOTHERFUCKERS!)