A coworker of Chris turned 40 last week and had a little party at a local bar on Saturday night to celebrate. Chris really wanted to go so he talked me into leaving Harper with my Mom and getting out of the house for a good time. As I was fixing my hair at 8:30 at night I thought to myself… “Wow I’m usually getting ready to go to bed right now, not go out”. After an hour of searching for something non-maternity to wear Chris and I headed out at 9pm to the bar.
I was ready for a good time. After all I have been “No-Fun Tracy” for the last 10 months. Chris and I even had a discussion as to which one of us would limit our drinking and be responsible for driving home. Boy do we talk a big game.
Let me just say that we were not the life of the party. In fact we were the duds. This party had all the necessary components to be a great night. Open Bar (Woo Hoo Free Drinks), Lots of Cougars ready to pounce on any young man within a 50 foot radius, a few old people who were ready to dance, and a great live band.
I lasted 2 hours and 1 glass of wine. The wine made me so sleepy that all I could do was Yawn. We were home and in bed by midnight.
Guess I need to work my way up to Party status again.
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