Ummm New Years…
New Years Eve 2008/2009
To begin this I just want to say that I love all my friends to death. but this is going to be a very bitter post. and i am really tired because I don’t sleep anymore. so it won’t make sense.
Happy New Year, eh?
I’ve just felt really off and crappy lately about everything and over the last two months I’ve felt like I crumbled. I just hoped that something on New Years would go on to help me step away from that, but I knew that wasn’t going to happen. Actually the whole night went 100% of how I predicted it would go. To the T. (Except the whole wheel chair thing, that’s an added bonus.)
I didn’t really want to do anything.
So I met up with Jen and Adam at 6:30 for our 6:30 reservation at some restaurant out in Arlington Heights. The place was packed. With many old people. Nad called and her dog got into chocolate so she had to take him to the ER and wouldn’t make dinner. And while waiting I was run over by a wheelchair. Seriously I have a big purple bruise on my leg. It still hurts.
Over an hour after our reservation they finally seated us. The food was OK but nothing spectacular.
We don’t get out of there until a little after 9.
We were then heading out to some bar in Mt Prospect to watch a Bon Jovi cover band. We got there maybe 9:30/9:45ish. They were supposed to start at 9 but hadn’t gone on yet.
Did I mention that this was all about 45 minutes from where I live? And I had to drive, so I couldn’t even drink.
We met Nadia at the bar which turned out to be this sports bar like place with all these highboy tables.
So I love Jen and Nad to death and I am happy we have our traditional New Years celebrations together and I couldn’t ask for better best friends. But it gets increasingly hard. Because they are both so very married and I am so very not. And I love hanging out with them and I love seeing them but when we end up in a situation where its just me sitting at a table with two married couples and no interaction with others it can get kind of lonely. Especially on something like New Years Eve.
Fake Bon Jovi went on at maybe 10:15. There were these girls at another table who I swear thought it was the real Bon Jovi. Nadia called them woo girls. Did you see that episode of How I Met Your Mother? Exactly.
So anyways. I stayed for two songs I didn’t really know and then decided to leave. So at around 10:30 I left the bar and drove 45 minutes to MK’s house in Bolingbrook for his party. I got there around 11:15. He said hi when I came in. He said bye when I left. He didn’t say a word to me the whole rest of the night. Maybe I was wrong when I said I love all my friends. I told you though that i was 100% correct in my predictions. I knew that would happen.
Anyways. It was fun hanging out with Alina and JoeJoe and Scotty and Andy et al. And Joejoe is OK with taking me and Heather on as second wives. and he ever gave me a kiss after midnight (well, on the cheek).
And i got pink champagne.
And I think Russell called me. Or someone using Russell’s phone.
And I called back and left a message that said “oh baby baby. oh baby.”
And he called back and said:
Guy: Who is this?
Me: Val, who is this?
Guy: Who is this?
Me: Val, you called me first. Who are YOU?
Guy: Who is this?
That was fun.
I dunno it’s not like I didn’t have fun, I just really didn’t feel like being anywhere.
But as I told Andy earlier, the way I figure it, I have prettyOK New Years in the past and my years have sucked…so if i have a really sucky new years my year has to be great…right?