So when Stefano was on his way home from dropping off his 'rents he called me to ask what I wanted from the grocery store since we had planned to go to our mutual musician friend/neighbor's birthday party jam later that day and all I wanted was cupcakes! He also got dogs/buns (Kosher dogs! Ha!) and beer for him. He is sooo not a dessert person b/c he got the 6-cupcake package and if it had been me I woulda bought the big 18-cupcake platter w/tiny cake in the middle! Anyway, we debated on going for a run b/c I knew it would be a decadent day but we decided to lounge around his house instead. Soon it was time to get ready to go to the party--we'd decided we'd be a fashionable hour late--and we ran by my house so I could quickly shower/change and also fill up several flasks, including Stefano's 16-oz. boot flask, so I could get my liquor on.
At the party there was a band playing already outside in the back yard. It was a completely sunny, mild beautiful day! I hadn't been to this friend's house in over 10 yrs and that was back when he was still with his wife. I immediately hit the guacamole/chips and Stefano went to hang w/the guys for a few minutes. There were so many musicians there but I didn't know many of them since I've been out of the loop for so many years until recently. We immediately began drinking and I could not get off the Jim Beam/Cherry Coke Zero combo I'd brought. Later I had a hot dog and soon was feeling pretty damn good, so good that I ended up eating 4 of the damn cupcakes! Then I did see a few of my old musician friends, guys I'd partied with years ago and even one drummer I played in a band with! Stefano and I had a good old time though apparently I did get completely trashed. There's some pic's on my digital camera that are pretty damn interesting so that's how I know for sure.
After awhile he began hinting that it was time for us (me) to leave, heh heh. I don't remember much except that I was being kind of a loud obnoxious drunk like I do sometimes. He got me to my house and I lay on the couch and refused to move. Poor Stefano kept trying to cajole me to get upstairs to bed but I refused and passed out. I woke up a couple hours later and there was no Stefano in sight, but I heard him snoring upstairs so I got a big bottle of Smart Water, headed upstairs, brushed my teeth, got undressed and into bed w/him. I berated him for leaving me alone downstairs to "choke on my own vomit or perhaps someone else's"--I was still drunk obviously!
Since he goes to work so damn early he woke up around 5:30am and I had to let him out and I felt the need to keep apologizing for being such an insufferable drunk crazy bitch. But it's ok b/c Stefano still loves me! After he left I got back in bed and slept a couple more hours and woke up with if not the worst hangover ever, a bad enough one that made me convinced I need to learn once and for all when to say when. For real. I am definitely going to work on that one! A February New-Year's Resolution if there ever was one!
So today Stefano told me what he wants for his birthday which is next Tuesday. I have been asking him to give me a possible list of stuff that I can choose from. What he wants is actually something I suggested myself: a new pair of running shoes! When we went running on V-day he later said his heel hurt and he was wondering if he needed new shoes. I checked his tread and it didn't look worn to me, but I'm no expert. So I am so happy to get them for him! And he'll come running w/me some more. Speaking of which, I am going to run tonight even though it's going to be freezing rain tonight but I have to go b/c I ate those damn 4 cupcakes on Sunday and drank too much besides. Plus running w/the Ipod makes the run go by soooo fast and easy! It even has a pedometer on it! I love it!
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