Friday Confessional-Taking a Sick Day from Partying

Ted: That’s why I have this list, so I never make the mistake of thinking I could still pull an all-nighter.
Marshall: I’m too old for that stuff.
Ted: Or eat an entire pizza in one sitting.
Marshall: I’m too old for that stuff.
Ted: Or hang posters on your wall without frames.
Marshall: Wait. Wait! I’m too old for that stuff. By the way, how good is Lethal Weapon? –How I Met Your Mother


I confess…

That I’m a terrible, terrible friend. I flaked out on Tomboy and her boyfriend’s going away party. I lied and told Tahoe Couple and Tomboy that I was sick and couldn’t make it to the festivities. Me miss out on a party? Cue Gasp!

I confess…

That I’m not really sick. I’m just sick of partying. This summer has felt like one big drunk fest and I just didn’t have another party in me. Plus this wasn’t just a party, this was going to be two nights in Santa Cruz,  where there would be tons of repetitive drinking games, lots of bad tasting cheap beer, and inevitably me sleeping  on an uncomfortable couch.

I confess…

In the words of Murtagh, I’m too old for that shit. Every once in awhile sleeping on a couch (or maybe passing out on the dog bed) is all fine and dandy. But I’m not in college anymore. When I party with friends, I would like to be able to sleep in a comfortable guest bed, or get a DD to drive me home to sleep in my own bed. I am also pretty over these parties with the same drinking games over and over again. I love our group, but just once could we have a party where we all just hang out and talk? Or maybe play a game like taboo or something, where drinking just happens naturally, instead of as a part of the game?

I confess…

That I’m also semi-dreading Geeky’s bachelorette next weekend. I know it will be fun, but it is another night where drinking will be #1 on the menu. At least she changed the venue and instead of a weekend in Tahoe, now it’s just one night at a country bar. It’s a place I’ve never been and I’ve heard it’s a blast. We’re also going in style, renting a limo, drinking champagne, the works. And Geeky has a really comfy guestroom and breakfast planned for the next day. On second thought, maybe I’m not dreading it so much. 😉

I confess…

That I’m getting to that age where I’m ready for a different kind of party. I love hanging out with Sassy Couple and their friends, dancing with the kids and singing karaoke with Sassy’s little girl. We sip on some wine, maybe play some lawn bean bags, and cuddle their babies. It’s a very mellow kind of partying.

I confess…

That I will miss Tomboy and her man. Hopefully Match and I can make a trip up to Oregon to visit them. I think we’d have a lot more fun hanging out with just the two of them. I think they’re kind of over the wild partying too, but feel obligated to the rest of the group to throw one last big party.

I confess…

That even though I can be the life of the party, I’m definitely a homebody at heart. I can’t wait to curl up on the couch tonight in my pj-jays, with a glass of wine, a dvd and maybe some chocolate chips and strawberries. Sounds like the perfect remedy for my “sickness” to me.



    YOU know you are “growing up” when a wild night out just doesn’t compare to a comfy night in.

    Sarita Edgerton

    Sometimes just sipping on wine is the right thing to do! Welcome to adult hood. I don’t miss that old life. Over here from Friday Confessional hop

    Impulsive Addict

    Whaaaat? You flaked out on a drinking opportunity?? I’m in complete shock right now!

    I haven’t partied in a while so it’s about time for me to have a date with Captain. But sometimes I’m all talk. I still feel sickly. And so does Emma. Blah.

    I think we’re gonna head up to the golf course pool. I think getting us outside in 104 degree weather is just what we need. lol

    Have a nice relaxing weekend with Match! =)


    I know what you mean, some times just hanging at home is so much better.

    Enjoy you party next weekend though, sounds like fun


    I can relate. Gone are the days when I could stay up all night and want to. Now I prefer movie nights and cooking. And my own bed.


    I feel your pain Mama. One night out and I am spent! Blows the whole next day! Not to say I don’t enjoy a cocktail or two…or eight…I just know I’m gonna pay the next day!


    The whole casual hanging out and maybe having a glass of wine thing versus a real “party” is way more appealing to me too. I’m used to my comfy bed. And I don’t like to wake up with a headache! lol


    I know the feeling. I feel as though I have a harder time motivating to go out for the wild and crazy nights like I used to. Unless there’s music involved. Then I can always be convinced 🙂 But sleeping on an uncomfy couch is harder once you reach the age of 30 (in my opinion, anyway!)


    This post is proof that the grass is always greener…sigh…I confess that I’d love to get shit-faced, dance on the bar, then pass out in the dog’s bed.

    Dawn @What's Around the Next Bend?

    When my friends and I drink now… we play Minute To Win It. We don’t get CRAZY drunk like we used to, but it is still a good time had by all 🙂


    I love parties, but pj’s and chocolate chips and strawberries are a pretty appealing combo!

    Sarah Kate

    You had me at country bar. ;o) I LOVE those places…the line dancing, the music, the cheesy guys in their cowboy hats. LOVE it. :o)

    I have a bachelorette party to go to myself in downtown Nashville this weekend. I have become one of those mellow party people and I have no idea if I’m still going to be able to keep up with my single, at-a-new-bar-every-weekend girlfriends. :o) This will be interesting….

    Camie Rae

    Boy do I hear ya! I gave up drinking about 7 years ago. I was quite the party animal and for sure had my fun and to be honest, there are definitely days I miss it and would love nothing more than a good drinking game and loud music and sleeping on the floor hugging the heater…but I have to say that the gig I’ve got now is so worth it that the craving passes pretty quickly. 🙂


    I pretty much like to stay home with my sweetie and the kiddos. Unless it’s an athletic event…or a Tupperware party…


    I’m with you on being a homebody. Some times I wish I wasn’t but mostly I enjoy it.

    Before I got married, I thoroughly enjoyed staying home by myself watching movies in my pj’s. Now that I’m married, we go out on Friday nights and say in the rest of the week. By out- we go to dinner and Lowes. haha. Or dinner and shopping/mini-golf/or whatever.


    I totally hear you! I ‘think’ this means we’re getting—-old! Eeeek!

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