I didn’t go to bed until around 4:30am or so, finally managing to crawl in next to Mika and Angie on the floor of the bedroom we’d all taken over at Mike’s house after his Halloween Party. No bed. Just floor on a couple blankets. After a couple hours, I couldn’t take it anymore and got up; my body was aching in every way imaginable and the knee injury that I’ve been nursing flared back up.
Around 7am I wandered downstairs and into the kitchen to see a woman passed out on the floor. I checked to be sure she was breathing and she stirred. She was okay. Just drunk. I guzzled a couple glasses of water and then went back upstairs for another hour of painful sleep.
I think I fared better than my companions. I laid off the sugary drinks after the first one; I was pleasantly buzzed but anymore sugar and I would be throwing up. Mika introduced me to gin and tonics though I requested that the lime be substituted with lemon. Yum! Refreshing. Mike kept pushing the jello shots on her (he learned quickly that I wasn’t going to take them, no matter how many times he asked) and it was pretty much her undoing. Poor thing.
We all headed home in the morning and I promptly went and crawled in my own bed to pass out for a few hours.
Later on, we all just kind of chilled and waited to see if any Trick-or-Treaters would show up. We had a whopping two visits to the door. What the heck? Apparently last year, they ran out of candy. But it was a no-show this year pretty much. Odd.
Happy Halloween, everyone!
