Words to live by.
FCM, that story is too funny. Poor FCD. 
Heh, I know exactly what you mean. I did a lot of that when my roommate was around (I love Cloud Maiden dearly, but she is not the neatest person in the world).
Glad I could help start off Mondays with a laugh.
No school at the Suburban College; Incompetent College, unfortunately, refuses to behave like everyone else. I wish the two school would run on the same damn schedule so I could plan vacations and stuff. Grumble.
Don’t forget - we need pics of the hair.
I’ve been taking Tylenol for hangovers for years now. It’s suppose to be bad for your liver . . . but I think that’s if you do it on a regular basis. And drink a LOT of alcohol. Still, better to be safe than sorry, I suppose. On the other hand, if a hangover is imminent and there’s naught but Tylenol in the house, my liver will have to deal.
And look out for an invitation to the next low-key orgy. 
Happy Monday Morning All. This is a great Monday morning…No work!
Great OP, Haze!! I’ve only had big one party since moving to Boston–the biggest feature of which was drinking games and beer pong. My roommate at the time picked the activities and the food–chicken wings. (Kinda boring and typical, right?) But, in all, it fit with the theme of drunkenness that was being sought by most. I don’t really do drunkenness…I’ve been drunk twice in my life (the day I finished college and the day before I got my diploma from said college–these events were about 5 months apart because my small school doesn’t print diplomas for Dec. graduates until June.) and that has thus far been enough drunkenness for me. I’ve found that I actually prefer to watch other people do drunken stupid stuff. I was in a hotel with some people who were having a frat (co-ed) convention. The whole hotel was a big party. I was in a room where one guy climbed into a wardrobe, stuck his head out the top and proceeded to pretend he didn’t have a body below his shoulders. It was hilarious.
At any rate, I like hostessing–the preparation, the execution (trying to make sure a good time is had by all) and hopefully the follow through (cleaning up afterwards) isn’t too bad.
In general though, I find myself liking smaller gatherings more than larger ones. Have a few people over, talk, play Wii or whatever. Sounds like more fun to me than a big choatic drunken mess. A lot of drunk people feel they must smoke, but I’m asthmatic so that doesn’t fly.
thanks for filling in, Haze. Fun OP.
In my circle of friends, it starts with a group email about a month before the planned date. Inevitably it has to be rescheduled because at least two people (or one couple and another person) already have plans for that date.
Person A: “My place on the 22nd”
Person B: “Can’t make the 22nd. How about my place on the 29th?”
Me: “Can’t do it at B’s place - too many stairs”
Person A: “okay, my place on the 29th”
Person C: “Can’t make the 29th. Can make the 22nd. And I’m free all the next month”
and it goes on like this for another week or so, until we finally settle on the 22nd at A’s place. And we all bring stuff, mostly munchies, softdrinks, and dessert. We’re not fancy. We’re easy to please - but very very busy.
oh, and my hangover cure? stay in bed, with a kitty by your side.
I nominate haze, as the HOSTESS WITH THE MOSTEST!!
Chez Anachi soirees are tres sedate these days but we were known to throw a killer New Years Eve party back in the day. I found a good connection with a very reasonable limo service and sent a stretch to pick up all of the guests and then return after midnight to ferry them all home. That was a big hit! The rest of the party involved mucho tequilla and obigatory fire works. Mr. Anachi’s friends can get very creative with bottle rockets. (Lesson learned…picking up spent bottle rockets from your lawn and all of your neighbors’ lawns is a painful activity with a pounding headache.)
palebunny, that was a very broad hint from cute guy. Run with it!
Not much else to say except we are expecting some weather.
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Aspirin and ibuprofen are bad for the clotting of blood. Tylenol is the only thing that doesn’t do that. I took a couple of aspirins last year for some bad Girly Hurts, but a) they tasted like the inside of a refrigerator and b) they didn’t work as fast as the liver-killers. Livers are easier to replace than blood. Anyway, I’m a cheap date–one beer and I’m usually done. More than that and my internal censor takes a nap and I start saying what I really think. :dubious: :eek: :o
And another party tip I just thought of: Make your guests take their shoes off if you have carpet. I would show y’all pictures of my carpet after a couple of Alpha Phi Omega parties back in the days when Complicated Roommate was an active member, but it’s too early for terror. Just know that oatmeal colored carpet + cat with tender tummy + black sandy mud outside + not vacuuming that often = cursing and longing for a laminate floor.
**Hazel **- you left out a very important step: the tallying of how many times someone falls over backwards on the “chairs” (read: car seats) that your roommate inexplicably attached to rolling casters.
Oh, and you can count me in for the low-key orgy (not to be confused with the Loki orgy, 'cause that’s just a BAD IDEA!), but you’re going to have to do something about that cat. I don’t think I can give good head while the cat is leaping up the wall looking for the Magic Red Dot. It was hard enough to make small talk through the laughter.
what an image!
You owe me a new laptop! Pepsi sprayed through one’s nose onto the keyboard is not nice!!!
Fun OP, Haze! We’re not exactly wild party people being teetotalers, but we do like having company over for dinner, and the new house is almost in a condition where we can start doing that. Just a few people at a time, but it’s always fun. I am thinking that we may have a housewarming party at some point, which would have to involve much more planning and much more food than just have a few people over for dinner. We’ll see if that actually happens. Maybe in the summer when the pool’s open and it can be a pool party with tours of the new house if anyone wants to see it.
Speaking of the new house, we got new furniture this weekend! Yay! Sofa, love seat, two arm chairs with a big ottoman, and a bed for the guest room. It’s all really comfortable, and I love the colors. The color was called straw, but it’s not like any straw I’ve seen. It actually was really close to the chocolate mousse we had for dessert last night. Dunno who comes up with color names, but I think they need to get out to the country occasionally and see what real straw looks like. Sheesh.
More good grill-based food this weekend. KeithT made Alton’s pork chop brine last night and grilled the chops. They were GOOD! And we had grilled lamb late last week. This grill thing is great!
Now back at work and not feeling much more motivated than I was at the end of last week. Wonder how little I can get away with doing today. It may be an interesting day at work today though 'cause a coworker who gave up caffeine for Lent last year and never took it back up, is having his first caffeinated drink in a year today. Could be… interesting. :dubious:
great OP Haze. I’m no longer much of a partier, but back in the day, whoo! . No great stories like FCM’s that I’m willing to share, (poor FCD!). Nowadays, it’s more like family potluck at least once or twice each summer. Although, low-key orgy does sound appealing right about now.
My Mom sent me this in an email. :eek: Granted she hasn’t been getting much sleep because of the noise from that &%$# cat she rescued from the cold. But still, she has no clue how much that freaked me out. At first I thought it was from a particular friend of mine, until I looked at the email address. :o
We got well over 15 inches of snow and more to come, so I suppose I oughta go get to shoveling. My brother will be over this afternoon to blow out the driveway.
Me too! Don’t feel bad.
And judging from the roommate I had once who was in a fraternity, all that’s required for a great party is copious amounts of alcohol and a front porch. I assume his friends had fun with it, because they were at our house at least 5 nights a week.
Morning all!
For endless party entertainment, nothing beats an old (so as to not worry about spillage) pool table with a strobe light hanging over it… YMMV, of course.
We don’t even have to pay for booze, because Driving Husband stores his here. And we drink it.
I have the feed-people gene, too.
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Fantastic last minute OP Haze! I learned a few years ago to keep the food simple after I made Lumpia for a party. I will *never * do that again. The recipe I have makes about 100 of the little suckers, and I use wonton wrappers. I buy little frozen appetizers now that only need popping in the oven for a few minutes. I also have a catering size chocolate fountain that is easy to set up and clean and makes a big impression. (If you are going to have a chocolate fountain at your party make sure you have friends who are civilized enough not to drip on your carpet!)
Anyway, I’m at work and have muddled through the backlog from the weekend. Shortly will be deciding what to have for lunch since I left my lunch at home like a goober.
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It’s spring - at least till this afternoon when the temps start plummeting again. I’ve got the house open. How bizarre is that?!?
We’ve been out and about. Breakfast at Bob Evans which is going to result in a letter of complaint. When the person at the register asks how everything was and I observe that there were issues with my meal, you’d think that’d rate at a minimum an apology rather than total silence. What really irritated me is that the asst mgr was standing right there, and he didn’t respond either. So Bob shall hear from me.
We also got some groceries and did a few more errands. I’m doing laundry again and **FCD ** is out tending to some stuff he needs to do. Taz wants out. Every time I take the dogs out, the cat is close behind. I worry about him dashing thru the door. Not that big a deal when the garage is closed, but sometimes it’s not. So we have to watch him.
Off to surf. I don’t feel like being productive today.
Great OP, Haze! My place has always been party central, too. I don’t know why. It’s slowed down in the last year or so, but somehow, we always seem to be hosting something or another.
Our get togethers are usually fairly casual, and for the most part people will contribute either booze or some sort of food.
I’m up late this morning and out of coffee. Drat! I have laundry and cleaning to do and then I’m off to the Y this evening again to work out. Maybe I can push myself just a little harder today.
Orgies are always in the key of F###-major. Just sayin’.
I like the idea though – count me in next time you have one 
And have another drink… tell us what you really think!
Ooh… another one! Me too!?
**WhyNot **-- you made me laugh
Sounds like the kind of wrappers we’d want to have at a party!
Boo – Even in my younger years, I don’t think I ever did these 24-hour parties! Never too late to try, I guess…
**Nava **-- See, that’s why it’s called a second childhood – your mother is letting you work just like the kids do when their “sick” and I try to work from home…
Anyway, fingers crossed for one of the jobs materializing!
We’ve become much too sedate in our dotage here – when we have guests we consider 10 people to be a lot, and no really major drinking goes on. That’s old age for you.
And get off my lawn!
When we threw our housewarming party, our entire spread of delish homemade finger foods was demolished well before the halfway point in the night… and somehow we mysteriously finished the night with MORE booze than we started with. It’s a little bit of a contrast to my last housewarming party, which involved me lying on the couch repeating “Hey guys, I totally can’t feel my face. Seriously, you GUYS! This is freaking me out.”
(on the plus side, no one danced on the dining room table, the neighbours didn’t complain one bit, the noise was contained to the basement where the TV and consoles live, and the cats were well-behaved enough to stay away from my satay chicken and chorizo-red pepper puffs)
It’s somewhat ironic that I managed to find the perfect house for parties just in time to become an old boring fuddy-duddy.
Bother.
(oh, and hello MMP folks… I hope newbies aren’t an intrusion)
