Well, it's just 29 more days until the New Year's Eve mess. Yes, I said mess. This is another time of the year where I have struggled the past couple of years. About this time, invitations and questions of what my plans are start to trickle in. What to do? Where to go? Take someone with me? There are so many decisions that go into navigating New Year's Eve. Do I accept and invitation to a party at a friend's house (did I mention married friend with ONLY married friends besides me and her husband's 65-yr old uncle Bert that will attend?). Do I risk my life and take the celebration to the street with other single party-goers and risk groping, drunk bitches spilling drinks on me, and certain death on the highways on the way home? Or do I sit through Dick Clark and that stupid little dick Ryan Seacrest here at homestead?
Decisions, decisions. I need some help, people. This is only the second occurrence of New Year's after the fiance's death (going on 3rd actual year). Last year I simply couldn't bring myself to do much of anything, and sadly went to bed prior to midnight. This year, however, I'm not feeling the same way. It's just been a long time since I have had anything other than standing plans for this event.
Got any suggestions? I'm listening...
*I know Christmas is next, but that's a family time. I'm a planner, and as such I need to get my plans in order well in advance.
**I would take this question to Father Liam, but I think we all know what he'd say.
Sunday, December 02, 2007
A Dilemma: Short, Sweet, and To the Point
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Skip the party at the married friend's place unless you take someone with you. Otherwise, based on your previous post, Uncle Bert will be all over you like white on rice.
ReplyDeleteNot knowing which part of the city you're in, there has to be a more laid-back area to go where the river of crazy doesn't run so deep.
How about Plan C - host your own party.
Jeff-OMG, you are so right! I can't go to the marrieds' party!
ReplyDeleteDallas has some interesting places...I just abhor pretention.
My own party, eh? Hmmm...that's a thought! Thanks! :)
Margaritas, music, and food. Each couple who attend must bring one single friend (male or female). Just hope somebody doesn't bring Uncle Bert. . .
ReplyDeleteTo steal a slogan from Nike: "Just do it." You can send me an invite, but 1,000 miles is a little far for me to drive for a party.
Definitely don't go out! I'll be worried sick about you, my dear! And don't throw your own party either. You'll just be cleaning up wine stains and puke on New Year's day. Better to stay home and bake me some cookies...
ReplyDeleteDyckiepoo-I'm gleaning from your comments that you want me to have no fun unless I'm in the kitchen baking you something...
ReplyDeleteSassypants! Nothing could be further from the truth!! Although I wouldn't mind putting a bun in your oven...
ReplyDeleteOh, just get wasted and blow something up. It's always worked for me...
ReplyDeleteI say you hook up with Cruiser and have the time of your life livin it up all glamour style.
ReplyDeleteDyckie-Another proposal? I'm all atwitter...
ReplyDeleteAlan! I thought you had decided to stop all this blogging business? What's up in the Socialist Wasteland?
Hor-Now THAT is an idea! :)
I have similar problems every year. I get unappealing invitations to parties, but eventually wind up constructing an elaborate blanket fort which I try to entice drunk women into off the street. This usually fails and results in me sobbing uncontrollably during the Twilight Zone marathon.
ReplyDeleteDo you have Uncle Bert's phone number?
RYAN!!! I don't believe you! No one watches a Twilight Zone Marathon...ever. ;)
ReplyDeleteMy wife and I used to spend every new years eve at one of those campy tepan-yaki (sp?) places where a mexican "chef" pretended to be a Japanese-trained culinary wizzard. Even the jokes where the same every year. Very fond memories...
ReplyDeleteStarting this year, however, and until further notice, I intend to get so drunk that I actually think Seacrest would be a suitable replacement for Clark.
EA-Whatever makes you happy, man. :)
ReplyDeleteI say go to the friends party. Get drunk... and hookup with some random girl's husband let's see how much drama we can start in our life
ReplyDeleteyour dog's beautiful. NYE is my favorite stay in night. boring suggestion i know. i cook something to serve on new years day.
ReplyDeleteI suppose it would be nice to picture you safe and sober at home, in a cottony Gingham dress, in the kitchen baking cookies for your favorite Pug instead of ... well, let's not go there.
ReplyDeleteThat's odd, what I thought would be nice to picture was the complete opposite of puerileuwaite. Ok... "safe" was the same of course!
ReplyDeleteI ain't goin' nowhere so if you want, stay home and we'll drunken chat.
ReplyDeleteRob-Oh no, no, no. I do not poach! Besides, who wants a man that already belongs to someone else? I don't share! :)
ReplyDeleteShe-Thank you! I'll tell Lily that you thought she was beautiful! ;)I may well stay in if I can't decide...I just don't know yet!
Pugsley-"cottony gingham dress"? LOLOLOLOLOLOL I will be safe and most likely sober if I'm out. I don't do wild on NYE.
Redline-So what do you mean. Safe, liquored up, and naked?
Krissie-Just might happen, K! :)
I wanna drunken chat too!
ReplyDeleteI wish I had a better idea for you than washing in the New Year with a bottle and somebody willing to sleep with you.
ReplyDeleteThanks what I always do.
Happy New Year, Sassy.
Dyck-Isn't that what you already do?
ReplyDeleteLBB-Sounds like a plan, LBB! Now the someone to sleep with me bit...I'll work on it! ;)
Oh I hate it!
ReplyDeleteI always feel like I am being judged by what I do by an invisible audience!
Whatever you do, stay away from the married people's party. That sounds like such a drag.
ReplyDeleteIs Father Liam cute? WHAT? It's just a question!!!
ReplyDeleteCome to Sydney, Australia sweetie. I will show you a New Years to remember.
ReplyDeleteOh no, no, to the marrieds party. With the uncle factor, it's singleton Hell. Just rent my namesake's movie and you'll see what I mean....
ReplyDeleteI like the idea of throwing your own party. Pick your fun friends, the ones who aren't sloppy and sobby when they're drunk. Have a grand time, and you won't even have to drive.
And for those of us without a fab party to attend, set up a chat somewhere for us to join yours virtually :o) We'll toast the new year together, from our computer screens!
Angela-Glad to know I'm not alone in my suffering! ;)
ReplyDeletePhoenix-Yes, I know. What's up with your married people??
Rev-Father Liam is VERY cute! And he has this great Irish brogue...now go to confession..or go have a drink. You decide.
Orhan-I'm on the next plane out! I'll be there in..oh...well, that's an awfully long flight. Can I not and say I did?
Blogget-Sister, I think you're on to something! And I love me some Hugh Grant and that other guy...
Every year it is the same thing! I can go hang out with my married friends but why? All of the responses on the evite all look like this:
ReplyDeleteKimmy (+1)
We can't wait to see you guys! Hopefully we can find a sitter for Junior in time! Give (insert husband's name here) a hug for me! Kisses!
Gag.
I say have your own party and hang out with the people you want to hang out with. Since you are hand picking the people they will most likely be weilling to help you clean up the mess the next day.
That you certainly can :)
ReplyDeleteI'll be sure to tell everyone you visited.. and left me with a bastard child to raise.
Oh yeah, I can have babies now.
Don't ask.