The Christmas party season begins in hardcore fashion for me today and continues for the rest of this week… 5 parties in 3 days. Tonight’s party, however, is the one I’m most looking forward to. It’s a Christmas pajama party at Hoop’s Bar.
Unfortunately the hours present a bit of a dilemma… I’ve been told the party will be at its best from 10 PM to 3 AM. That doesn’t exactly go well with a job where I get there somewhere between 8 and 9 and leave around 5. I want to enjoy the party, but I don’t want to be dead at work tomorrow.
So here’s my plan for tonight:
5:00: Come home from work. Turn the cell phone off. Get in bed. Take a nap.
9:45: Get up. The good thing about a pajama party is, I don’t have to change clothes. Put on robe and slippers. Turn phone back on. Walk to Hoop’s.
10-3: Christmas party
3:15-7:30: Nap #2.
That actually IS a full night’s sleep, it’s just divided into two parts. As long as I take it easy on the beer at the party (dammit Hoop stop waving those Coronas around when you see me) I should be okay tomorrow.
In other news: Having a blog can be an advantage sometime. Last night while we were playing trivia, there was a big party going on in the other room at the Saucer. They didn’t even come close to eating all their food, and after the party ended one of the cooks who reads my blog brought us a veggie tray and a hot wing tray. You should’ve seen the Nuh-Uh Girl swoop down on that veggie tray – I think she went through two-thirds of it by herself.
The trays came with big bowls of ranch and blue cheese. It was the near unanimous agreement of everyone on the team that the Saucer’s ranch SUCKS. I thought about offering to run across the street to McGuinness to get some take-out cups of their ranch, but then I remembered that I don’t do that anymore. The Nuh-Uh Girl dipped her veggies in ketchup. That’s disgusting.
Time for work. I haven’t had time to do my usual morning routine, reading the Commercial Appeal’s site, news feeds from the local TV stations, and my favorite blogger/MILF’s and Thaddeus’ blogs. I feel like I don’t know what’s going on.