Happy New?Did You Just Throw Up On Me? 22
First of all Happy New Year! 2011 is here!
Now let’s get to New Years Eve. I’ve been blogging about how excited I was about the karaoke event and what I had prepared for the evening. Let me tell you now we never got to the karaoke because we were up on our feet all night dancing and jumping around like teenagers. This NYE celebration was a hybrid because one of my best girlfriend’s birthday is New Year’s Day. She knows how to throw a great party so I went with the expectation of having a great time and of course that’s exactly what happened for most of the evening until…
…the incident.
We had quite the little mix of people at the party that included old friends and new people that I didn’t know. Although I had already had a few drinks I’m sure one of the attendees was a man in heels. What’s funnier is my husband didn’t know it was a man until the woman next to shim spit up. That lack of judgment concerns me but that’s another story for a different day. lol
Up until the incident we had danced and laughed it up for hours and it didn’t look like the party was going to end any time soon which was great. As a parent there aren’t many opportunities for a nice party because of schedules and life so being able to party it up with old friends was a plus all around. I can’t even remember what song I had just finished dancing to but I remember being exhausted when it ended and I fell to the floor on my knees and then butt. Okay at that point I had had quite a few drinks so I was probably on the floor for more reasons than exhaustion but that’s besides the point so don’t judge me.
Anyway, I’m chilling still rocking to the beat and then I feel this splash of moisture hit my lips. WTF I’m thinking but I can’t really see what’s happening. And then like a moment from The Exorcist I see a friend spewing everything her stomach used to contain all over herself, the floor and me. A couple of times I swear I saw that heffa’s head on backwards. lol Thank goodness I got the splash from the crap hitting different surfaces and that I was too drunk to even care. You must really hate yourself when you throw up on yourself. #suckstobeyou And there wasn’t just one moment of possession because she proceeded to spit up another five times before the evening was complete. I thought you’re supposed to be different in the new year not doing what you did the year before. lol
For future reference if you ever want to shut the party down throw up on yourself and the evening will be officially OVER. To throw up but not be able to assist in the clean up just adds more fuel to the fire. My biggest fear with drinking in public is not knowing when the breaking point has been reached and before you know it you’re making love to the toilet and I just never want to be THAT person at the party. I don’t want to be the mean drunk either because well…I’m too old for that kind of shit.
At some point someone also peed on the furniture. I’ll just say that someone was NOT me because I don’t do that kind of drinking because its just no fun. I don’t want to be the Pissy Paul of the party so I chill on anything brown because I know my limits. And later as cleanup started to happen we also found blood on the walls. Who it came from and what part it came from I didn’t want to know I just wanted to be hosed down. The more I think about it I’m starting not to like this party. lol
Seriously though I had a great time in spite of the extra events that took place that evening. I look forward to 2011, thinking back on 2010 and trying to find my other earring. Damn.
