Thursday, December 15, 2011

New Years Eve 2011 - how the new old folks do it

A couple of years ago I went to a house party on New Years Eve. Actually, I went to 2 house parties.  I had invited a date (let's call him Ed) to go with me to both parties. Earlier on New Years Eve, around 5 or 6pm, Ed calls me and asks if he can bring someone to the party with us. Uh..."someone"? Yeah. I guess he inadvertently invited a date to go on our date.

Ed and I met up at Party #1. He had his date with him and all 3 of us went in. It was more than comical. I'd never been to this couple's house before, but I knew of them and I was specifically invited to the party. While we were there, I made it clear that I was unhappy with Ed bringing an extra date...when I'm uncomfortable, I tend to say mean things. I was very uncharitable to the extra date girl, but really? Who invites herself on someone else's NYE date? Damn desperate.  Anyway, I ran into another couple that I was vaguely acquainted with. The wife asked me who my date was - when I pointed him out, she looked at me and said, "um, who brings sand to the beach?" Exactly. I decided that it was time for me to make an exit and go to Party#2 so I could really let loose. I gave Ed the address for Party#2 and I made it clear that his friend would not be welcome at Party#2 since it was a By-Invitation-only, fully *ahem* adult party.

I don't remember what exactly happened, but I do know Ed showed up at Party#2 at some point, sans extra date. I was told he partied for a while and then left. It didn't matter much to me...I was very busy getting my adult party on. I left that party at 8am. I went home, showered, took a 2 hour nap and went back over to the house to continue partying for the rest of the weekend.  It was one for the books. 

That was the last real outlandish NYE party I attended. This year I wanted to fly away for a 24 hour turnaround trip. It was going to be a surprise for Baby...a la "pack an overnight bag and grab your ID. You'll find out where we're going once we get to the gate." However, between the thought and the execution, the air fare doubled and my plans were foiled.  So, we'll be going to an NBA game and chilling in a hotel downtown for NYE like some old folks. I better pack my fishnets and thigh high boots.

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