Post by Bane on Jan 2, 2009 13:14:56 GMT -6
So, how did everyone's New Year's celebrations go?
Mine was eventful. As most of you know, I'm pregnant, so I couldn't drink. But my husband was nice enough to make me a virgin margarita. He and my friend then proceeded to drink to their hearts content. I was fine with this, until the dogs got a taste of the alcohol. I don't mind being the sober one. I have been the of-drinking-age designated driver many times before (especially when the people I was with were not the people I would want to be drunk with). But if I can't drink, the dogs sure as hell can't drink.
That wasn't the bad part. It was funny, kinda. The shot glass got tipped over on the carpet and both dogs took turn licking the carpet. This in humans is generally a good sign that someone needs to be cut off, drug to the truck, and left in the bed to sober up with a trash can. This is probably making me sound like a bad dog owner. OMG! I gave my dog booze! No... my drunk husband gave my dog and my friends dog booze and he got yelled at for it.
Then he went outside for something... and some guy just randomly comes up and pushes him. He fell against the curb and bruised his hip, scratched his knee and arm, and cut up his big toe pretty bad. My husband then punches the guy. Oh, the joy of holidays where people drink excessive amounts.
The funny part is, after all this happened, he thought he could play Guitar Hero. Me and my friend had played it for like 5 hours straight, going through all the versions from GHI to Aerosmith. Well, alcohol and GH don't mix well. My husband is good at this game sober... but drunk... heehee.
He tried playing the game on medium. Which should have been fine considering he's beaten most of them on hard. But he could hit two notes in a row. So we did the logical thing... we made fun of him and told him to play it on easy. What did he do? He picked a relatively easy song (Mother) and tried it on hard. He could hit one note. So he thought changing guitars would help. Nope. Then he changed the game he was playing from GHII to GHIII. He did ok when we finally convinced him to play it on easy.
Yeah. I was the sober one, so I remember all the funny parts of the drunkest night of the year. And the best part wasn't even dring the night. It was the next day when his parents and brother came over. He was hungover, and we went out to eat. Heehee. Tequila and Logan's Roadhouse do not mix... even after 7 hours of sleep.
Well... that was my New Years. One of the hardest parts was convincing my husband that his toe wasn't broken... sheesh.
Mine was eventful. As most of you know, I'm pregnant, so I couldn't drink. But my husband was nice enough to make me a virgin margarita. He and my friend then proceeded to drink to their hearts content. I was fine with this, until the dogs got a taste of the alcohol. I don't mind being the sober one. I have been the of-drinking-age designated driver many times before (especially when the people I was with were not the people I would want to be drunk with). But if I can't drink, the dogs sure as hell can't drink.
That wasn't the bad part. It was funny, kinda. The shot glass got tipped over on the carpet and both dogs took turn licking the carpet. This in humans is generally a good sign that someone needs to be cut off, drug to the truck, and left in the bed to sober up with a trash can. This is probably making me sound like a bad dog owner. OMG! I gave my dog booze! No... my drunk husband gave my dog and my friends dog booze and he got yelled at for it.
Then he went outside for something... and some guy just randomly comes up and pushes him. He fell against the curb and bruised his hip, scratched his knee and arm, and cut up his big toe pretty bad. My husband then punches the guy. Oh, the joy of holidays where people drink excessive amounts.
The funny part is, after all this happened, he thought he could play Guitar Hero. Me and my friend had played it for like 5 hours straight, going through all the versions from GHI to Aerosmith. Well, alcohol and GH don't mix well. My husband is good at this game sober... but drunk... heehee.
He tried playing the game on medium. Which should have been fine considering he's beaten most of them on hard. But he could hit two notes in a row. So we did the logical thing... we made fun of him and told him to play it on easy. What did he do? He picked a relatively easy song (Mother) and tried it on hard. He could hit one note. So he thought changing guitars would help. Nope. Then he changed the game he was playing from GHII to GHIII. He did ok when we finally convinced him to play it on easy.
Yeah. I was the sober one, so I remember all the funny parts of the drunkest night of the year. And the best part wasn't even dring the night. It was the next day when his parents and brother came over. He was hungover, and we went out to eat. Heehee. Tequila and Logan's Roadhouse do not mix... even after 7 hours of sleep.
Well... that was my New Years. One of the hardest parts was convincing my husband that his toe wasn't broken... sheesh.
So no fireworks.
