we have never once gone out for NYE. We just aren't party people. Plus I'm a total lightweight at staying up. Hubs usually has to wake me up to watch the ball drop in NYC and I figure that counts as staying up. I'm more a early evening reveler.
This year however, we were invited to a wedding for one of his coworkers. They thought it would be coolio to get married just after midnight! So out we went. The wedding was totally casual; I've never been to a wedding where the guests all wore jeans! I wore a short green corduroy dress, purple crochet tights and a brown cardigan. All I needed was a funky hat to complete my Blossom look. Did I get a pic? Nope. I didn't know a soul there save for Hubs and it really wasn't the picture taking kind of crowd. I did manage to snap one of my groom in his NYE finery.
We got home late. Duh. Let me just say that I don't often see the other side of 10 pm, much less midnight. I'm usually getting UP in the wee hours of the morning, not just rolling in. Plus, I had been up since 4:30. Yep, as I finally climbed in the biscuit at 2 am I thought about how I had been up for over 21 hours. Yeesh. So you can imagine how tired I was. Remember now that we have cats. And sometimes at bedtime they get a second wind and like to chase one another over the covers. So as I began to drift to sleep, Olivia, in hot pursuit of Perry, used my head as a spring board. It hurt for sure, but I was too tired to care. So I just ignored the pain and passed out.
We got home late. Duh. Let me just say that I don't often see the other side of 10 pm, much less midnight. I'm usually getting UP in the wee hours of the morning, not just rolling in. Plus, I had been up since 4:30. Yep, as I finally climbed in the biscuit at 2 am I thought about how I had been up for over 21 hours. Yeesh. So you can imagine how tired I was. Remember now that we have cats. And sometimes at bedtime they get a second wind and like to chase one another over the covers. So as I began to drift to sleep, Olivia, in hot pursuit of Perry, used my head as a spring board. It hurt for sure, but I was too tired to care. So I just ignored the pain and passed out.We slept until 11 am. 11 am. What a slug! What a waste of a day! Not my idea of a good way to start the year off, but hey, we were tired. I'm laying in the warm biscuit, fat cat cuddled up next to me, waiting for Hubs to stir. He finally rolls over, opens his sleepy eyes and says, "OH MY GOOD GOLLY PETE!" (or something like that) Horrified, he points to my head. I stumble out of bed, amble to the bathroom mirror and am greeted with this lovely vision.
Ain't I purdy? It looks a lot worse that it is, what with all that, yuck, dried blood and all. I'm hopeful it doesn't scar; I ran out and invested in Mederma. I like to be seen as hard core and all, but a huge scar over my eye is NOT in my plans for 2010!
It can only get better from here, right? Happy New Year Y'all!
Oh. My. God. That is horrible! Glad it wasn't a couple of inches lower!
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Yikes Wow!! Hope it heals right up! I hate that my cats are such night owls. They can be real holy terrors in the wee hours!
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