One of these days my husband and I will throw a party where the object is not for everyone to get absolutely and totally wasted. Perhaps since the husband will soon be 30, we’ve had our last real throw down gathering.In the meantime, though, I suppose I’ll just have to accept that we’re not yet the kinds of folks who are known for their incredible parties…in which everyone doesn’t get drunk.
Which is not to say that it wasn’t an incredible party. I think it was. Good food, good people, lots of drinking. I know my husband had a good time. I’m pretty sure that most of his buddies had a good time. Even if their heads were a little sore the next day. The most important thing, though, is that he really enjoyed himself. Enough of his friends came out to be with him, and that was enough.
I didn’t drink much or eat much during the day because I was too busy trying to make sure that everything was done and everyone else was having a good time. That’s not necessarily the way to spend a party, but when everything broke up around 12:30, most of the debris was cleaned up and done. I’m OK with that trade-off…particularly since I wasn’t hurting the next day.
All of that raises the question of what kinds of parties I want us to throw. I was us to have parties where people talk and where they have a good time. Where we play games. Where drinking isn’t the focus of the evening’s entertainment. Don’t get me wrong…I enjoy drinking. I like to drink. I could probably use a drink right now. But at some point, if drinking is the only thing that bonds you with other people, that gets to be old. It’s not healthy to keep drinking. Not in that way. And if we’re planning on having kids, along with some of our friends, none of us are going to be able to continue that that pace.
I guess I want to grow up. I’m still more than happy to have my martini…or two of them. But I want more. I think that’s possible.We can change the way we interact with others…although to be honest, I don’t anticipate it being easy to do.