“I’m all right… I’m all right!”

Wow. New Year’s bash indeed. It lasted for two days, and I think I slept for four hours.

We were informed that this was to be a dressy affair, and so we got all dolled up for the New Year, only to find that it wasn’t exactly French champagne and hors d’œuvres. Instead, the host had brewed up a keg of “champagne” (I insisted on calling it chahm-pahg-neh, and asked if it was going to make us go blind, but I have to admit that it was rather tasty, if rednecky) and some cider. Everyone got just a little bit tipsy (OK, more than a bit). Half the party was a dance fest and the other half was an outdoor bonfire. In other words, we put on our best clothes to stand outside by a campfire drinking keg champagne. It was hilarious.

As for me, I chatted up just about everybody, danced up a storm (including learning the merengue, well, kind of), and in general had a splendid time. When my sister and I left the party at three-thirty to get some sleep, things were still in full swing, with musicians and others jamming (and singing) in the basement, dancers dancing, and drinkers drinking.

I woke up the next morning after my brother-in-law came downstairs, and we chatted and drank coffee as we waited for the others to rouse themselves. At around eleven, we went back over for a day of brunch, games, music, and watching episodes of The Office (alas, the American version, but still really funny). I left around six, completely exhausted, but happy. I went to bed at eight. I woke up at eight this morning, and now I’m here.

What’s my job again?

What did you do?

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9 responses to ““I’m all right… I’m all right!”

  1. Ventured out to get Chinese food, impulse buying at Trader Joe’s (is there any other way to shop there?), and then holed up for the night. Midnight was Guinness Extra Stout for him, Mike’s Hard Lemonade for me, and a quick walk around the neighborhood in our pajamas and coats, with our drinks (here’s to drinking in public, even if no one witnesses it), and that was it. Does it count as a hangover if I woke in the morning with a splitting headache and a dry mouth, even if I only had one Mike’s?

  2. Here’s the funny thing—I didn’t have a headache. I had the driest mouth in the history of dry mouths, but my head felt fine. I’m sorry that you felt ill.

    Sounds like a great NYE. Way to drink in public.

  3. I used to party like that but those days are over for me. Happy New Year Sassy

  4. I have a feeling I’m not much longer for that kind of partying. It was a blast, though.

    Happy New Year to you too.

  5. Sounds like you had a great time, Sassy.
    We had a feeling you might not surface for a while.
    If you take a look out the window, that’s 2007.
    Welcome!

  6. That sounds like so much fun. I had several glass of champagne (from an official bottle), but I’m not much of a drinker, so that was about it. We played cards, ate, played cards, ate, watch Anderson Cooper in NY, ate, and then went to sleep. The next day, we all just relaxed and slept in. I wrote, my husband read, and my kids played The Sims.

  7. I did indeed, Dive and Robyn, I did indeed.

    I was away from a computer for twenty-four hours (gasp). What I want to know is when Taihae is coming back around.

    Robyn, it sounds like you had a wonderful evening. Lots of good champagne is a wonderful thing. Keg champagne is just funny.

  8. Its the third now, I thought you were quiet, when folks stop commenting for a few days i think, shit what did i say to offend them? I like to keep track of the good lines.

  9. Sorry to leave you in doubt, Knudsen. I was celebrating.

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