I rang in the new year, shoes in hand, dancing barefoot and singing out loud to The Pogues and Dropkick Murphys, among friends. I haven’t had that much fun dancing in a long while. Then about 20 minutes into the year, I had my first puke, chugged some water and continued dancing until 2am.
Sometimes, you just have to throw up, right?
As always the drunk walk home in search of poutine was another highlight of the night. Unable to climb stairs at that point due hours dancing in 4 inch heels, I was left outside and propped up against a tree. I assured the Boy I was fine, and he followed my friends into order food. They should have warned him I wander when left alone and drunk.
He found me later down the street, giving people directions.
Hope you all had a good night!
How are you spending the first day of the year? It’s gonna be a PJ day for me, finally! Last day of vacation and all.