According to Twitter last night was New Year's Eve, which explains why I found myself in downtown Chicago with an overnight bag and bottles of liquor. My friend decided to have a party at her condo because at our advanced age (I'll be 28 in February) the idea of hanging out in a crowded bar and paying $8 for a beer just doesn't seem to have the appeal it used to.
Everyone who came to the party had to wear pajamas, which is possibly the best theme for a party I have ever been too. No tight clothing. No high heals. No overdone makeup. Just cute flannel PJ's and fuzzy slippers.
My friend was all ambitious and everything and decided to make Sangria from scratch. She even had it in a cool glass jar so you could see the fruit floating like little jewels in the red wine. Some of the first people who drank it said it seemed a little strong. Others of us didn't think so - which says all kinds of things about our alcohol tolerance. Anyway, we quickly drained the jar and decided to make a second batch. I had switched to Coronas at this point but you would have thought this Sangria was the cure to all of lifes problems. People were so into this drink that when the second batch was gone they just began eating the alcohol ladden fruit.
I can't imagine how the Sangria people feel this morning, because one of the worst headaches you can have is from over consumption of wine. (Personally, I feel fine this morning except for the ache where I think I pulled a muscle while dancing and a sore throat from singing "Love Song" like Louis Armstrong.)
But I think the worst damage that the Sangria monster did last night was the the kitchen countertops. There was sticky red marks all over my friends white counters, which would not come off even with the most vigorous of scrubbing. She will need to pour about half a bottle of bleach on those stains so people who come over don't think she slaughters her own poultry.
All in all it was a fun New Year's Eve but now I need a shower, a nap, and a venti quad nonfat latte from Starbucks before I can be my usual charming self.
~ The Office Scribe