Y2K Survivor

About four years ago I learned a valuable lesson I feel I should share with as many people as possible.  When you tell a lifelong friend (30+ years) that you have never actually had a tequila shot; And if you tell him this information leading up to a New Year's Eve party at his house;  Your lifelong friend will not take this information and praise you for the strength of your convictions, but he will take it as a challenge.  So, let's just say that New Year's Eve, about four years ago, was a not my finest moment.

Mrs. Y2K claims it is the only time in our 25 year's of marriage she has ever seen me drunk.  I am not so sure about that, because I believe I was still pretty freakin intoxicated the entire next day too!  To this day I am not sure what happened after the first few mixed drinks, other than my lifelong friend said it was time for our THIRD Tequila shot.  I do remember at some point I needed to go home.  I do remember handing Mrs. Y2K my car keys.  I have a vague memory of sitting in the car as the world spun way faster than my comfort level finds acceptable, and wondering what in the hell Mrs. Y2K could be talking about for so long with Mrs. Lifelong Friend.  But I do know that I had not been invited back to another party at their house until last night.

We had a good time.  Yes I drank a little, and yes I did have a Tequila shot or two.  And yes I did get in a fight and get knocked completely out.  But the Lifelong Friends had just gotten a Wi and we were playing Boxing, so I guess it was alright.  The night ended with Lifelong friend asking if we were still planning on a New Year's Eve party at our house. 

Now around Christmas another lifelong friend (same length of time) said we need to get together.  We decided a New Year's Eve party would be a good way to do it.  So I invited all the lifelong friends that live nearby.  Then, since I enjoyed the fun we had last night, I invited some mutual friends that were at that party.  I bought a few party supplies and have ben cleaning up and making plans when tonight I start getting responses, "we can't make it", "sorry the kids are in town", "we already agreed to go to some other people's house", "I don't think I could drink any more dude!  Not this week anyway."

So tomorrow night the ball will drop on the last momentsof 2007.  All major family problems have been resolved, Y2Kette is learning to drive and had her first boyfriend and Y2K Jr might actually be taller than his father.  The stress levels of the year at work have been mega high for a solid year and yet we seems to grow professionally within the community.  It has been a year worth remembering, celebrating and maybe even honoring.  Tomorrow will begin a new chapter with a brand new calendar to mark the change.  It is a time to celebrate the passing of the old and welcome the challenges of the new.  And it looks like I might be sitting at home with way too much freakin food and liquor, all alone because Mrs. Y2K does not stay awake past 11:00 p.m. 

Stupid freakin New Years