This year I held a small NYE in the Suburbs get-together. It was an interesting mix of people....I found half of them via our local MeetIn.org group. Have you heard of it? It's an interesting concept really - people want to do stuff with other people, but we all live busy lives and whatnot and we don't always know how to get together with like-minded folks easily. So you go on this website and you can join in with activities with others---like one time we went to a local parrot sanctuary, or a group went to the local velvet art museum, or they have tons of concerts and a gazillion bar hopping events...it's easy. I've met some VERY good friends via this route. I've met some very strange people via this route. And every type of personality in-between. It's like a crap shoot really, sometimes you end up with a full group of amazing people who you get along really well with, sometimes you just have a couple. Either way---you're not alone, you get to do an activity, and you usually find at least one person who you can become great friends with. And so it was.....last night on NYE. We had a group of people, some strangers, some not, come together for drinks, drinks, drinks and a lot of talking and a lot of drinks.
Okay, not everyone had a lot of drinks.
But this one definitely did:
I'm not completely sure what she was doing, or why her hand looks like a mutated foot...but I know that after I took this she screeched out: Do not post that fucking picture on your fucking blog! Naturally, I had to...I will refrain from posting the other six photos I took of her in various drunken poses-like the toilet praying one, or the one with her shooing me out of the bedroom when she passed out...
To be fair - here's a picture of me fairly intoxicated:
I appreciate how my hair is hiding my double chin and how it hides the fact that my crossover v-neck shirt had my chest half-exposed (a dilemma I fretted over most of the night).
You know how you have a party and at some point, someone will spill a drink, or make a mess in some way? One of the wonderful guests topped anything that could have happened later in the night by spilling a very large margarita across the room in the first 15 minutes of the party. I remained quite calm (in shock really) and before I even really had a chance to do a whole lot of work, the boys (my minions) were on top of it!
Bruce, featured in orange, was the hero of the night and used a rug shampooer for twenty minutes and got almost every drop of this off the floor. He is invited to EVERY party I may ever have.
Bruce, the carpet hero, also made the absolute best margaritas EVER:
I would drink this every night. EVERY night!!!!
It was a great New Years Eve overall. I had to work that day, so I had been up since 630...and a few of us stayed up all night talking....so I ended up being awake for 24 hours. That's a bit much for someone at my ripe old age....but the conversations and whatnot (drunkass Amy) were entertaining.
Hope everyone had a great time welcoming in the new year. 2009 was really good to me and I am looking forward to 2010!
Any drunken stories to share from your NYE night?