“Every once in awhile a girl just has to indulge herself.” -Carrie, Sex and the City
As part of my promise to embrace my single status, I have been trying to really live life to the fullest. Last night I went to a party, the first time I’d been out and let my hair down in quite sometime. I visited my friend a few towns away who I like to call The Enabler. He is sort of like my bad conscious, standing on my shoulder in his little red suit saying, do it, just do it, it’ll be FUN. He took me to a house party, something I haven’t been to since college it seems. This was a typical college party; messy house, bad beer, and full of drunk guys. I felt kind of like a kid in a candy store. There were adorable boys everywhere! I felt like the old lady, even though in reality I was just a few years older than they were. Though let’s be honest, a woman who is 1 or 2 years older than a guy, might as well be 5 or 6 years older maturity wise.
The night started out innocently enough when I suggested we all play a little game called “I Never.” For those of you who don’t know what it is, it’s a game where if you’ve done the thing that someone says “I’ve never…” for instance, gone skydiving, then the people who have must take a drink. This game can get playful and it should never be played with committed loving couples. You just may learn something you didn’t want to know about your beloved. 😉
We all tripped on down to the local pub, and that’s when things really started happening. I clicked with a guy who I will from now on refer to as The One Night Stand. He was cute in that not-a-man-but-not-a-boy-scruffy-around-the-edges-cute-dimples kind of way. The Enabler was feeding me free drinks all night, and one thing led to another and before I knew it I was more drunk than I’ve been in years. The Enabler was generous enough to let us stay in his guest room, and we made ourselves right at home. The O.N.S. was fantastic-he was giving, he was sexy, he was just what I needed. The last few years have been full of heartache, rejection and disappointment, and this college boy with the scruffy charm was just the cure I needed. Who knew that one drunken night of fun could re-ignite a confidence I thought had died with my last failed relationship? I woke up hung over, exhausted, and ecstatic. Keep in mind, One Night Stands are not something I advocate on a regular basis. I have only one other experience like that, and while they are fun, there is definitely something to be said for true connections. But either way, sometimes a girl just has to indulge!