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Ahhh, 2010: The New Years Eve That Shouldn't Have Happened.
Literally and figuratively.
Fratboy was supposed to be working, our babysitter had plans for the night anyway so Kneegs and I figured we'd just drink on the couch and watch bad teevee. Not unlike every other night of the year but neither one of us get overly fussed about New Years Eve one way or the other so we weren't too concerned. Then Fratboy's shift got changed. Then our inlaws volunteered to take the kids for the night. And so we figured, why not?
Lord.
I should preface this by saying the small folk were mildly ill so before shipping them off anywhere I took them to the doctor to make sure there wasn't anything serious going on with them. There wasn't. With them. I, on the other hand, came out with a boatload of drugs for the sinus and chest infection I've been ignoring forever.
I mean, sure, the pamphlet said something vague about not drinking while taking these antibiotics but who ever pays attention to the pamphlet anyways? Right??
Ha.
The plan was to hop across a ton of parties we'd been invited to. That was the plan at any rate...
Now ordinarily I would regale you with my wit and charm as I captioned these photos, but the truth is your guess is as good as mine about what the shit is going on in any of them...
The only thing I clearly do remember is promising Panic I would make that last shot my profile pic on FB. You know, where my mom can see it and be oh so proud?? That and having my dr0nk ass rolled up into bed and left there to it's own dr0nk devices. Why on earth would I pass out gracefully when I could have myself in fits of hysterics yelling down to Fratboy and Kneegs:
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!
YOU BITCHES HAVE NO IDEA HOW FUCKING FUNNY I AM UP HERE!!
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!
I'M DECLARING JIHAD ON MY VAGINA!!!
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
HAJIBI!! HAJIBI!!!
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
Oh. Wow. These socks are so nice.
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
In retaliation those horrible people are trying to convince me that today is Saturday and that I missed New Years Day altogether moaning and weeping and snotting myself on the couch. Those people are horrible and you do not want to be like one of them so shooshy!!
Welcome 2010! I was supposed to ring you in wearing yellow panties and instead I wore none at all. I was a gigantic ass and both my husband and my bestie still love me. I've spent all my conscious time since you arrived under a giant boy blanket of snuggley elbows and knees. At the start of the last decade I had no Kneegs, no Fratboy, no Beasties, no house. The 2000s have been exceptionally excellent to me and I am determined to be just as excellent back.
You know.
As soon as I can stand again...
Literally and figuratively.
Fratboy was supposed to be working, our babysitter had plans for the night anyway so Kneegs and I figured we'd just drink on the couch and watch bad teevee. Not unlike every other night of the year but neither one of us get overly fussed about New Years Eve one way or the other so we weren't too concerned. Then Fratboy's shift got changed. Then our inlaws volunteered to take the kids for the night. And so we figured, why not?
Lord.
I should preface this by saying the small folk were mildly ill so before shipping them off anywhere I took them to the doctor to make sure there wasn't anything serious going on with them. There wasn't. With them. I, on the other hand, came out with a boatload of drugs for the sinus and chest infection I've been ignoring forever.
I mean, sure, the pamphlet said something vague about not drinking while taking these antibiotics but who ever pays attention to the pamphlet anyways? Right??
Ha.
The plan was to hop across a ton of parties we'd been invited to. That was the plan at any rate...
Now ordinarily I would regale you with my wit and charm as I captioned these photos, but the truth is your guess is as good as mine about what the shit is going on in any of them...
The only thing I clearly do remember is promising Panic I would make that last shot my profile pic on FB. You know, where my mom can see it and be oh so proud?? That and having my dr0nk ass rolled up into bed and left there to it's own dr0nk devices. Why on earth would I pass out gracefully when I could have myself in fits of hysterics yelling down to Fratboy and Kneegs:
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!
YOU BITCHES HAVE NO IDEA HOW FUCKING FUNNY I AM UP HERE!!
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!
I'M DECLARING JIHAD ON MY VAGINA!!!
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
HAJIBI!! HAJIBI!!!
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
Oh. Wow. These socks are so nice.
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
In retaliation those horrible people are trying to convince me that today is Saturday and that I missed New Years Day altogether moaning and weeping and snotting myself on the couch. Those people are horrible and you do not want to be like one of them so shooshy!!
Welcome 2010! I was supposed to ring you in wearing yellow panties and instead I wore none at all. I was a gigantic ass and both my husband and my bestie still love me. I've spent all my conscious time since you arrived under a giant boy blanket of snuggley elbows and knees. At the start of the last decade I had no Kneegs, no Fratboy, no Beasties, no house. The 2000s have been exceptionally excellent to me and I am determined to be just as excellent back.
You know.
As soon as I can stand again...