New Year’s Eve Surprises

“To change one’s life:
1. Start immediately.
2. Do it flamboyantly.
3. No exceptions.”
~William James
 
 
Oh, just when I thought it was going to be a calm and quiet New Year’s Eve, I am pleasantly surprised. Things never go according to plan or I am to easily swayed and then things go crazy. I have to say that for as stressful as this week has been, I had a fabulous New Year’s Eve and I definitely will remember it. Or what I haven’t forgotten in the drunken haze that occurred last night.
 
I was going to take Angel to the airport, but her friend decided to take her. So that left me time to drive to the city to the North and visit Kat in the hospital. It was good to see her and hear how she is doing. The doctors are giving her blood thinners and she should be out of the hospital on Monday. They are going to teach her and Jimmy how to give herself the shots before she leaves and eventually she will be able to introduce the pill form of blood thinners into her body. She will have to take this form of blood thinners for about six months.
 
She was going to fly home on Tuesday of this week, but with all this occurring, she can’t fly home. She isn’t allowed to sit up until this blood clot disappears and long periods of time where she isn’t moving is a bad thing for her. Therefore, no trip home. Thankfully her parents flew out today and are spending time with her today.
 
I stayed with them for a while. Jimmy told me that he was going to stick around till midnight and ring in the new year with Kat. Then she wanted him to go to this party that his friend was having. The party was right down the street from the hospital and it was a theme party. I think this theme was one of the best I had heard in a while, “Cosby Sweater Party.” How great is that? Jimmy was disappointed because he didn’t have a Cosby sweater. However, I don’t think he was going to go to the party. I think he would have felt bad being at the party with Kat in the hospital.
 
As for me, my plans for New Year changed as I was driving to the hospital. I got lost in the big city, so I called Charles because his family lives there and I knew he would be able to help me find the hospital. He got me in the right direction and then he asked me what I was planning on doing for New Years. Turns out that he was in our town, but the guys had gone to another state to visit the New Year with some friends. He said that he was trying to figure out who to hang out with. I told him that when I got back, I would be willing to drink and hang out with him for New Years. He said that it sounded like a plan.
 
When I got back to town, I went to his place with my Malibu and Diet Dr. Pepper and Charles had his beer. He had four beers before I arrived and while I drank two double rum and Diet Dr. Peppers, he had four more beers. We talked for a good hour and half, just catching up on things in each other’s lives and taking the piss out of one another. We also talked about the differences in our cultures. Arranged marriages versus being able to chose, dating in the different cultures, what to expect in arranged marriages, learning to love a person that you don’t know, and what is acceptable in Muslim culture and what isn’t. It was just him and me and we had a great time. We tried to call Harvey to see if he wanted to hang out with us, however he didn’t answer his phone.
 
Then we finally decided to head down to the Avenue. I called a cab and about 20 minutes later, we headed to Henry’s. However, Henry’s was closed for a private party so we decided to head to the sandwich bar because I was pretty sure that Kenya was working. Sure enough, I was right. We ordered Vodka sours; it is great to have a friend that is a bar tender. We paid the price for single wells drinks but were given doubles with Sky Vodka. Kenya was doing a great job of getting me plastered for the night.
 
I ran into Terena’s ex-boyfriend and he ended up buying me a shot of vodka. It was good and we had a good time. Charles and I talked about a lot of things and then we had another round of vodka sours. Free champagne was handed out for the New Year and we had a glass of that. Around 12:45, we headed home and Kenya made it a point to tell Charles that he had better take good care of me. Kenya thought Charles was Manny, he doesn’t know that Manny and I have broken-up. I am planning on telling him on Monday.
 
Well, we got back to Charles place and we both had another beer. So at this point in time I’ve had about four shots of rum, five shots of vodka, a glass of champagne and a beer. Vinnie calls Charles to wish him a happy new year and we wish him the same back. Then around 2:20 in the morning, Manny calls Charles to wish him a happy new year and I end up talking to him. Then we all hang up and Charles offers up his lap for me to lay my drunken head.
 
The evening passes with me resting my head on Charles lap while he runs his hands through my hair. At one point in time, he kisses the top of my head and tells me how wonderful I am and that there are only a few people like me in the world. I realize that this situation can get very complicated very fast. We hang out for about a half an hour long and I decide to call it a night. I was exhausted, drunk and knew that if either of us decided to push the situation, kisses would be exchanged and that would be wrong because Manny is Charles best friend and I am Manny ex-girlfriend. Things that shouldn’t mix.
 
Charles walks me home and give me a hug. I go home and pass out, only to wake up at 7 in the morning, thirsty and still drunk. Then my phone goes off at 9 in the morning with my mother wanting to have a conversation and that they were on their way up for a visit and to take me out to lunch. They were stopping at my aunt and uncles house and would ring me when they left. I was still drunk when they called, so I fell back asleep, and when they rang me around noon, I woke up and took a shower. No longer drunk, just really thirsty, plus, no hangover. What a great thing. Went to lunch with the folks and then came back home to pass out for three more hours.