5 or 6 while I was in the Navy -- can't tell you for sure if those were New Years celebvrations though
2007-12-31 11:10:17
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answered by Anonymous
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I'm 45 now started drinking a 15 clubbing etc but I have certainly made up for it as my friends can tell you!
2007-12-31 22:52:21
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answered by Anonymous
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I'm with Eileen, I also was a bartender, It was lots more profitable to work on New Years, besides I was in New Orleans so I could party while working if I wanted too. But after watching those oil field workers, I was never very tempted to drink. It's lots more fun to stand back and watch everyone else make a fool of themselves.
2007-12-31 11:29:44
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answered by stormy 4
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Really I can only think of two. Years ago I was a bartender so I always worked and now with kids we are always bringing them and freinds places....tonight they are going to bowl a few games. I'll be here on and off. HAPPY NEW YEAR !!!
2007-12-31 10:42:13
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answered by Anonymous
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First one distinctly memorable was at 16, invited since I was the babysitter and my sister was their neighbor, allowed to have Mogen David wine with New Years Eve birthday cake for the host. The wine was so good I couldn't believe it could cause any harm. Uh huh. With devil's food cake? You're right, guessing the outcome.
2007-12-31 10:34:25
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answered by Dinah 7
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I lost track. As a kid I thought that everyone got all dressed up in glitter and rhinestones, drank only cocktails, and danced the night away. At midnight there would be a countdown and confetti would fall from the sky and balloons would drift to the stars. Everyone would yell, "Happy New Year" then kiss that special someone. Then everyone would kiss everyone else. By then they would all be buzzed.
But it never happened that way which was a disappointment, so I just had a few drinks and suffered on New Years Day. I probably started dreaming this dream when I was 18. When I was 21 I went to Vegas for New Years Eve. I was the only one dressed formal. I guess those days were for my parents.
2007-12-31 10:08:55
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answered by Granny 6
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That's hard to number, but there were a few (in my younger day, heh-heh) that I almost didn't live through. Like one cold 40 below-zero New Years Eve. I was 18 and a passenger in a car with a maniac at the wheel driving the car at 100mph. Of course, one of the rear wheels blew out. Like I said, it was 40 below outside, and I was the one that volunteered to change the tire. Once the tire was changed, the maniac took the car back up to 100mph; we must have been in a hurry to get someplace. Maybe we were low on beer, I don't remember.
2007-12-31 09:59:56
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answered by TRAF 4
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I think only about 5. Now that I am older, it is not such a big deal (in my ever so humble opinion). Ha, ha.
2007-12-31 09:40:22
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answered by Judith H 5
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Since my first divorce , that is when I started to celebrate life.
2007-12-31 09:38:42
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answered by Aloha_Ann 7
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1969-the only one I remember. I was 14-got drunk and lost my virginity to a guy who barely knew my name. Was more careful on future New Years Eves.
2007-12-31 09:38:20
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answered by Anonymous
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