You Know You Are Getting Old When...

You know you are getting old when you go to a Christmas party, get drunk, come home, have sex and still be fast asleep by 11:30 p.m.

We went to a "semi-formal" Christmas party this past Saturday. My plan was only to drink one Heineken and call it good, but some dear soul bought 3 bottles of wine and I thought it would have been rude not to share in a glass of spirits. Before I knew it, there were 3 half-full bottles of wine left and I thought it would be such a waste of money for this nice person to leave those bottles of wine on the table... so I did my part and tried my best to finish them off.

I don't think the true drunkenness of my being was apparent until the drive home when I drunk dialed 4 different people and made a naughty suggestion to my husband to pull the van over so we could have a little sumpin' sumpin' (he did not take me up on my request... something about driving on 495 in Washington D.C. He is such a prude.)

The amazing part is that I was up and showered in time for Mass Sunday morning. My Irish heritage has yet to let me down and I have the keen ability of getting happily tipsy and then not feeling an ounce of hangover the next morning. God must love Irish people most in this world.

I love the Holidays.


Beth said...

You go girl! Glad you had a good time at your party and glad you made it to Mass!

I am no longer able to partake like I could in the past. I guess my problem is that I'm not Irish!

Anonymous said...

Tony and I call 11am 'drunk'mass...lol

Momto5Minnies said...

Wow, you REALLY are loved best ;)

Only a bit of Irish here!

Devin said...

You tell it all don't you?! I love it!! I thought Saturday night mass was for the fun-loving, that way they could sleep in.

Laura said...

No hangover?
Well- then I want to talk to God about this because, though I have much Irish in me, I "feel" it the next day after only 2 glasses of wine...I don't think I received that "special Irish blessing".
It's probably my devil Scottish blood.

Anonymous said...

Happy for ya that you had a good time!! Go Girl!!

Goodnight, Mom said...

A friend sent me a link to your website.

I can't tell you the number of stories I have that are VERY similar. My husband likes to tell our friends about a time I got drunk and tried to do unmentionable things to him in a parking lot under an underpass. Why he did not want to partake is still beyond me!

Had one of those evenings last night at my son's school Christmas pagent. yes, you read that right.

Somehow I managed to come home with seven bottles of wine that were left over and four beers for my husband. they had 60 bottles of open wine and no food!!!

Feeling it this morning but did make it to a meeting at 8. I'm very proud of myself.

MKHKK said...

I have my own sort of advent calendar. Everyone thinks that little baby ticker on my blog is a countdown until delivery day, but my husband and know its the countdown until I can have a drink! LOL. Cheers, I am green with envy.

Jane_says said...

I just finished off my Chartreuse, it's made by monks so it's like Holy Water!