Morning 2016 in meh...

Well, I started to write an entry then I didn’t.

Thursday, December 31, 2015:

I was resigned to spend this evening with my son. His girlfriend said they would be going out to the country for NYE but then that plan was changed. So I thought me and the boy would pop some sparkling something, play a few games and ring it in together. The plan was, I didn’t want him to ring in the new year alone, so I wouldn’t go out unless he was going out. So there it was. Then is plans changed again.

So while all his plans were doing that, I had two parties I was invited to. The DJ from karaoke (married and likes me ::thumbs down::) invited me and my friend to his party and then my long time bestie invited me to hers as well. So I asked bestie if other friend could come. She didn’t care. We almost didn’t make it to any party. Like I said I had resigned myself to not going anywhere. I didn’t mind so much being by myself (I mean I did, but I’m use to it) but my friend is always indecisive and it irks me. The only reason we got an invite to the DJ’s party was because SHE accepted and said sure why not. I told her I had plans and then she wanted to go to her cousin’s house as well. So my NYE was spent party hopping. LOL

We hit the DJ’s house, cousin house, bestie house, and back to DJ’s house. Bestie’s house was where it was at!! Because I don’t have a car I usually miss out on all her stuff. I made it to the birthday party and had a blast. I really like her group of friends. Well one of them grew up with us so I’ve known her just about as long. Another one wasn’t there, but we are cool. Then there is the couple, and Bestie’s boyfriend who I went to high school with. It was an awesome gathering. Hung out and rang in the new year. Shots every half hour. Oh my word…

We missed some drama at the DJ’s house so I’m kind of glad we popped in and popped back out.

Friday I recovered on the couch flipping channels and my daughter came to visit me and get her Christmas gifts.

Saturday was karaoke night. DJ was all over me. “I love you. I love you. Come on Tuesday.” There was this group of girls who were irritating my central auditory system. I tried to ignore them. I hate drunk bitches. She wanted to sing back up for everyone. The last time I sang she says “Can I sing back up?Can I sing back up?Can I sing back up?” She and her friend would not go away. Then they decided to sing Drunk In Love and halfway through the song decided they didn’t like that one. I wanted to punch the one in the face, but I had to remember that I was 41 and while that isn’t out of character for me, I just can’t be going around punching young girls in the face. LOL They were also irking DJ. End of the night, he hugged on me about a million times and as I was leaving, I get some “I love you” and some ass pats. Which is funny because of the ass I lack. But as I walked outside, I said, “So, it begins.”

Sunday was kitchen cleaning and then crockpot chili and then Downton Abbey. I am so glad that show is back on!!

So I’m going to go to karaoke on Tuesday only because I have to start classes next week. I like the attention, but no. I won’t and am not going there. I’ve smiled in his wife’s face and been in her house. I’m not that person anymore.

On that note, I would like to say it’s 2016.

Let the mfn games begin.

Kindest regards,
Sister