For my alarm clock, I depend on my little baby Keira, sometimes she wakes me up on time for work, sometimes she is a little late, but I can always depend on her to be awake around 6 - 7:30ish, no matter what day of the week. Unfortunately she has yet to figure out that it is OK to sleep in on Saturdays and Sundays. haha. Anyway last week, Chris let me out of the house, haha like he keeps me locked up or something, but he stayed home with Keira while I went to my best friend Kyle's Fame Holiday Party. Where I brought my own bottle of champagne. I was super excited to be out with my old friends and drink it up like I used to, except that while getting ready for this event, it was quite a long process, i skipped dinner. Not a good idea when you will be drinking, and haven't drank since New Years Eve of 2009!
Needless to say I had quite the interesting night. I got to the party around 10:30, tried to snack on some cheese and crackers, was sort of an annoying mom in the beginning, pulling out millions of pictures of Keira to show off, then Kyle popped my bottle and the drinking began. I had about 3 glasses of my martini & rossi Asti when I started feeling a little tipsy and people really started coming in, I was having a blast. Then I saw him. Bowtie B, Kyle's old roommate from college, me and Bowtie B have a special hatred for one another, a. he was always super rude when me and the girls would come to KState to stay for a visit at KU in Kyles apt, I am sure it was all fueled on jealousy (on his part) he has had a secret crush on Kyle since the beginning, needless to say he was sort of a buzzkill, even more when i saw him chugging on MY bottle of martini & rossi, bc he brought tacky ass Korbel. Then bowtie has the nerve to say to me... "your Kati right? man you look different with dark hair, younger which is good, but different too." I try to ignore and not start a fight in the middle of a HOLIDAY party but seriously? Then bowtie says to me, "So have you been here all night?" Mind you it is 11:15, "yeah since about 10:30, i guess you could say ALL night." Then bowtie says back "Yeah, it looked like you had been hittin the bottle pretty hard when i got here." WHAT?!? I am sure I turned like 90 shades of red and purple, and seriously had it have been 2 years ago, Kyle would've had a serious Jerry Springer fight in the middle of his kitchen. But instead I calmly said, "Really? well I would've liked to have more but some cheap ass has been drinking my bottle of champagne, when they probably bought that lame bottle of Korbel, thinking no one would notice." haha Bowtie. I won that round. Anyway, bowtie left shortly after that and promptly quit drinking my champagne, and switched to wine to try to act like he wasn't the LAME-O who brought sick Korbel. But me and kyle know the real story. and it's not even like Martini and Rossi is super great champagne, or super expensive, it is just the fact that he is so rude it makes me crazy.
Needless to say, I was very roxy that night (my drunk alter ego). However, the next morning I realized why I could never again drink an entire bottle of champagne, then some vodka waters at the Plaza. I got my 7 am wake up call and I felt like I was going to throw up all morning. not to mention the train roaring through my head, all the while having to entertain and take care of my precious. I have one more holiday party this weekend, my best friend Mindy's 26th bday, and after this bash (that I am sure I will drink WAAAAY too much at) I doubt if I drink again for about 3 or 4 months. my my my how life changes.
*Kati
Roxy, Dryle, and Drindy
After the bottle of champagne
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