My coworker M. has a big New Year's party planned, and I'm invited, YAY!
We're going to play Rock Band, Taboo, Pictionary, and many other games, all the while getting drunk as skunks.
This is where I have to admit to being extremely fortunate in having a kid who is old enough to drive but too young to drink alcohol: Hello, Designated Driver!
And here I was feeling all sorry for myself, because I thought I'd be spending another New Year's Eve vegging out at home.
Life is good.
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Have fun!
Thanks, Sweetie!
Cool! I'll be vegging out at home, as usual. I take comfort in the fact I'll be missing out on what The Ol Man used to call "Amateurs Night," in the sense that the REAL drunks stay off the streets on New Years. Well, most of 'em, anyway. ;-)
"Amateur". That's a great way to put it! It'll probably take one drink to make me loopy, especially after my surgery!
Have a blast!
Thanks, Holly!
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