Is it okay to stay up late and drink too much if it’s with other pre-school parents? That’s my excuse. Vivien’s school had their annual fundraiser, and I lucked out. I liked my dress, and I liked the people at my table.
The theme was “Mad Me,” and I bought this dress for $22 at a secondhand store. I grabbed five and tried them on fast, and Rex was with me in his stroller. The dressing room was tiny so I kept having to open the door just enough to say, “I’m here Rex.” He was pretty mellow, but you never know when they can explode.
I put up my hair, pinned with 5,600 hair pins, and MP slicked his hair back. Let’s drink. The food at the event was not good.
“What is that?” Mark kept asking pointing to various side mounds on the plate. As the event rolled down one dad said, “Are you going to the Tar Pit? We would go.” Great idea.
Next thing I knew there were 14 of us there. The pickled deviled egg hit the spot. At one point, the art teacher was there thanking me. That’s when I realized he thought I was picking up the drinks.
Fortunately enough people knew otherwise so it was all good. I haven’t closed down a place in, um, let me think… that was so many anecdotes ago I don’t remember.
When I got home, Rex had woken up. I tried to soothe him, but finally was like, “Dude, get in the pack and play and cry it out because I may pass out.” He showed me though. He still woke up at bright and early like normal.
As I staggered pushing the stroller this morning, my legs feeling like clay, my mouth like a desert as Vivien asked me little kid questions like, “Why is the sky blue?”, I thought:
Mother hood and hangovers are a bad combination.
Oh, but I bet it was FUN being out like that, wasn’t it???
I love getting out for an evening like that, but I won’t do it very often because the payback is too severe anymore. Restraint, thy name is parenthood.
You look beautiful!!! What did MP think?
good line Jean.
Mark said I looked great, but wasn’t overly effusive. I think he likes to see more skin.
Very pretty ensemble, Daphne!
Not too long ago one of my husband’s co-workers and his wife (no kids yet) invited us to their house for dinner one night. His wife and I drank waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too much wine and got home at about 2am! Next day I had the biggest headache ever and my daughter, like Rex, was all happy go lucky wanting to play. I wanted to die!!! Ne-ver again……………maybe………….hahaha
I quite liked my tablemates, too
bummer we couldn’t join at the Tar Pit. I can’t believe you were out late enough to close down the place. We had gone to a wine tasting before the dinner and were blotto enough already. Exhausting night of sleep after, but fun to do from time to time. (No idea how I could do that all the time 15 years ago!)
And for those who weren’t there in person: Daphne was stunning!
you look gorgeous….sounds like you had a fab time!
Thanks Mike ( fellow preschool parent). I think we are out of practice and we can’t sleep in anymore!
yes, every once a while you have to let the monkey scream. (as in the one on your back)
drining with other parents is not right if you are driving anyone home we have a relative who is a bartender near a little field and the fathers go in there and then drive children home it only takes a second
Kathy, what the hell are you talking about? Daphne, you look fabu.
Thanks Erika. yeah, not sure of her sentence either.