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Update on New Years Post

Okay, so my poor little brain was apparently so frazzled from our New Years Eve craziness that I actually left out a few important details. My husband left a comment on my previous post about it, but in case you didn't read it:

The perfect white carpet became important because the punch was very red. And very strong. Therefore, those drinking it might have had slightly impaired motor skills, leading to several very unfortunate spills on the carpet. Amazing how there can be 20 cups of red punch in the kitchen and not one gets spilled on tile, but the minute someone stumbles into the living room with it...

We totally need to find out what carpet cleaner Mr. Host uses, because it was quite amazing. And his attitude was much kinder than mine would have been. But I guess when your guests have already been puking in your kitchen sink, passing out in the guestroom, and crying on the party snacks, what's a little punch on the carpet?

And yes, beer pong was played. And yes, we are 29 years old. But I think it encouraged even worse behavior from the participants which in turn made for better story telling. So, thank you beer pong.

Comments

  1. My hubs is 37 and still plays beer pong when its available - it's ok to never grow up about certain things!

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  2. How fun, Sounds like college parties all over again. I'm glad you had fun, but sorry to hear about the punch stains. Your allowed to have fun no matter how old you are. Glad you enjoyed your new years.

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  3. Sounds like a crazy night, way more fun than we had. See if you can score us an invite for next year. By the way, you guys did get totally screwed on the xmas decoration contest. I mean, WTF!?!

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