So I partied my butt off as if it were news years eve of 1999 - Literally. I hadn’t touched alcohol since then. I’m one of those guys who doesn’t smoke, drink, and stay away from caffine. I used to drink a lot with my friends until I got a car. Still, I would get hammered when I wasn’t the designated driver - which was rare. After 1999, I gave it all up due to complications with my heart.
I’ve had an operation between 1999 and now, so those complications seem a bit impossible, but I still stay away from smoking, alcohoul and caffine for good measure. Last night was special - or at least I made it special. I partied, but I didn’t get wild or anything. My brother came up and spent the night and the five of us (Wife, Brother, Sister In-Law, Sister In-Laws Boyfriend) had a good time.
I started out with a Mike’s Hard Lemonade and almost got really drunk rite away. Of course, it didn’t help that I didn’t eat anything yet. I had a few snaks to help absorb the alcohoul and diluted it with some crystal lite. Dinner was great. There were steaks, skewers, potato salad - did I mention that my sister in-law makes great potato salad? I’ll have to get that recipee sometime.
Lucas bought me a birthday gift. Some goggles, ear muffs, gloves and a mask to help out with the weed wacker that he purchased for me a while back. My sister in-law treated me to some ice cream the night before with a Dublin Mudslide but came up short $4 and I had spotted her the extra cash. Makes you wonder … but her heart was in the rite place. Also, Angel withdrew $50 extra from my card for a gift - I hadn’t seen it yet and was shocked that she knew my PIN number.
Enough of the sad news. Let’s just say I had a lot of fun last night. We didn’t do much - we just hung out downstairs in the lounge. BG was playing his tape of the band that he is in. It was some really great stuff and he can jam on his guitar really well when he is soloing. My brother and I would rip up the singer though. The singer isn’t all that great. Actually, the singer is terrible. I told him that he needed to find a woman with a tiny, yet strong high voice. It would play the part better.
Let’s advance to today shall we? I had a hangover, but nothing seriouse. My brother brought back my San Andreas game and was playing it with all the cheats. Our conversation moved to him being a vegitarian. I was mocking him for purchasing a car with leather seats made of dead animals so he could be comfortable. He got me back pretty bad. All this comming from a guy with meat on the floor. I missed it, but the extra steak left out over night along with the skewers was partially consumed by our nine cats. When they were done with it, they just left it on the floor.
It was hard to keep my eyes open and I went back to bed. My brother knocked on the door and let me know he was going to leave. Later my mother in-law came with my nephew and niece. We went shopping while the kids were at my house. Let me tell you - shopping while hung over is no picnick. I usually can taste everything in my mouth as I walk past it. I thought I was going to throw up today. That and the constant feeling of tiredness and weakness.
You would think that I may have learned my lesson not to drink, but no. I’m trying to finish the mudslide. I like to blow bubbles in it with a straw like it was chocolate milk back in grade school. I am drinking it because I like the taste of it and the bottle is taking up valuble real-estate space in my refrigerator. The mike’s hard lemonade can stay in there for all I care or someone else can have it. It is easy to place those bottles into smaller areas if we run out of room.
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