Partying like it was 1999

I was a "2nd-year senior" in college in 1999.  And let me tell you - this weekend reminded me why I hardly drank in college.....

The hubby was out of town this weekend for coaching.  So I spent most of Saturday with my lil' sis.  We went to the farmers market and bought veggies and herb and tomato plants.  We went to yoga (of course!) and then came back and potted said plants.   I even mowed the front yard while she "weeded".  She actually only pulled out about 4 dandelions in the time it took me to mow the front yard - but that's ok.  It was just something to keep her busy while I mowed.  BTW - she informed me that "weeding is hard!!!"  Yeah, pulling 4 plants from the ground in about 20 minutes is sooo exhausting and difficult...  whatever.

After I took her home I rented "The Lovely Bones".  I wanted to see the movie since I'd just finished reading the book.  Don't watch it.  All the good parts of the book I liked aren't in the movie.  And it's just Peter Jackson's try and creating weird, stupid "heaven" scenes...  

Around 9:20pm I was bored and thought it too late to start yet another movie.  So I let the dogs out for the night with the intention of going to bed.  I was out on the deck making sure Liam wasn't eating rabbit poo when my next door neighbor waved "hi".  He and his GF and some other friends were on his deck with a fire in their little fire-pit-thingy.  My neighbor, Joe Muscles, invited me to come over and have a drink.  I told him thanks, but I'd already had a gin & tonic while watching movies and I was heading to bed.  (After that admission I'm surprised he continued to open the invitation....)  But he said they were going to be over there if I changed my mind.

I'd hardly made it into the house when I realized "what on earth do I have to do tomorrow that requires me to go to bed at 9:30!! on a Saturday night????!!!!!"  So I grabbed my 2/3's full 750ml bottle of Tanqueray, tonic water and bottle of lime juice (classy, I know...) and headed out my front door over to his deck.

It was me, JM, his GF, his cousin and his GF.  Over the next few hours 4 of the 5 of us managed to FINISH the whole bottle of Tanqueray.....

Needless to say, Sunday morning was a bitch!  WOW!  I haven't drank that much since... well, probably the infamous Europe trip in high school.  When I woke up I decided I needed some good ol' greasy food and headed to Crackle Barrel with my Nook.  I ate a HUGE breakfast.  So big, in fact, that I felt even worse when I got home.  I promptly got into bed and slept until 1pm. 

So lesson learned.  I am no longer allowed to play at JM's house becuase they party too hard for me.  (BTW  Party = sitting around a fire talking and drinking...) 

I was a little bummed that my whole bottle of gin was gone.  But on second thought, I'm not sure if I will continue with gin & tonics.