Friday Confessional-Date Girl the Playa

I’m up on burners, playa. Too many crazies have my old numbers, so now I’m all about disposable cell phones. I’ll use one for a while, have my fun, then dump it and get a new one. Then I’ll do the same with my phone. – Barney, How I Met Your Mother

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I confess…

That I may have a lot of confessions to share after my college mini reunion tomorrow. My buddy Moose called me up and is planning a little wine tasting and BBQ in Napa. I’m going to meet up with him and a few of his fraternity brothers I knew my freshman year of college, as well as a few of his new friends.

I confess…

That I haven’t seen two of these guys in over 8-9 years. They know me as “Oregon” the wild and crazy always the life of the party Freshman.

Exhibit A:

I was also quite the player. I used to have a motto Freshman year: If I dump them first I can’t get hurt. Yeah…ask me how well that plan worked!

I confess…

I wonder if they’ll like the more subdued, married and a little less wild me.

I confess…

That I’m also self conscious because I’m no longer a size zero. Oh to have the metabolism I did 10 years ago!

Exhibit B:

I confess…

That if we wine taste for long enough, Oregon just might make an appearance. But we’ll see. Match can’t make it because he has a forced training day they just sprung on him. GRRRR! So I promised I’d come home that night, so I’ll have to limit the drinking.

I confess…

That I really wish he could be there to meet my old friends. At the same time there will probably be a lot of old stories being thrown around, and maybe some I’d prefer he didn’t hear. 😉  I think everyone else is parred off and either married or settled down, so I don’t think I’ll be too out of place. It has been 9 years,  hopefully they’ve matured a little too!

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

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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.

Mellow Parties vs Lots of Drinking

Logan: I don’t understand why you won’t just believe me. I’m tired, I just want a mellow evening with my girlfriend.
Rory: Last time you were mellow you had a hundred and four temperature and even then, we were bar-hopping for an hour before you fainted. –Gilmore Girls

New Year’s day Match and I went to Sassy Couple’s house for a bbq and to watch the UFC fight. It was a really mellow evening and we had a great time. I feel like Match is just so much more comfortable around this new group of friends. Maybe it is because his co-recruits know what he’s going through in academy, or maybe it is because most of the couples are in the same place in life that we are. Married or engaged, kids or kids on the way, careers, or working towards them, and just past that college party phase.

I met one woman who was thinking of going to bsn online for her nursing degree, and another who runs a fitness business with her husband. Everyone there was just relaxed and mellow, sipping on beers and wine and just chatting. No one was there to get drunk or trashed. It felt nice to have an evening with grown ups. As much as I love our group of friends, there are times when we hang out that I feel there is a huge gap between us in terms of where we are in life. Sometimes I love partying and acting like I’m still 23, but most of the time I prefer the smaller, mellow parties. Plus my waistline likes not having a beer gut!!