For New Year’s Cookie and I went to San Jose with Tio Raul. Mom and I had been having issues for some time, and I was staying at Raul’s for a while. So mom went to a party, and I took Cookie with me. First we went to the Christmas at the Park (San Jose is awesome like that), with free admission to the most amazing Christmas scene ever. You should have seen the look on her face. She had been talking about the park for days, and was so excited when we actually got there that she posed for all my pictures without complaining. They had rides on both sides of the park, and she loved them. She also ate churros and corn dogs, which was surprising (she hasn’t been eating much lately).
We went home after all the fun and stopped on our way to get bacon-wrapped hot dogs (another San Jose specialty), and Cookie ate one and a half. I couldn’t believe my eyes, but I was happy. When midnight came, we didn’t go anywhere: no fancy restaurant or crazy party, no beach or agglomeration of people. We were just there, drinking our non-alcoholic sparkling wine in coffee cups and hugging each other. Cookie looked so happy as she jumped up and down screaming “Happy new year!” with her two loose teeth, I was sure I could never spend a more special new year’s eve in my life. That was by far the best choice I ever made, staying in with her. After that we went to sleep (it was hard to remain awake until midnight). This might well be the best year we’ll have. Cheers!
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