This weekend I went to a wedding. Well, technically the bride and groom were hitched last week so it was just the reception part, but I don't really know what else to call it. So I was calling it a "wedding shindig".
Here's what I took from the weekend in general:
***Not only do I have no sense of direction, I also have no observation or navigational skills when it comes to trying to direct someone to a place they've never been before. Even when I have the instructions written down in front of me!!!
***I apparently have stress issues when it comes to big events such as weddings. I changed my mind back and forth about twenty times about whether to go or not. Even yesterday I changed my mind several times.
***I'm glad I went though.I actually had a FABULOUS time, ended up staying really late and then ended up at a party back at the bride and groom's flat.
***Which is weird because I honestly was only planning to stay for three hours and then go home and get drunk alone.
***Speaking of going home, I have absolutely no idea when I got home! I'm just amazed I didn't lose any of my belongings.
***Mixing your drinks is okay as long as its all the different colours of wine. Rose, white and even RED was consumed by drunken little moi last night.
***Occasionally I CAN show some self-restraint and manage to be nice to people I know dislike me while under the influence.
***EVEN with a person who blatantly refused my friend request on Facebook (it was a legit request as well) and then try to act all nicey-nice to my face.
***However, I am fairly sure I had a go at the colleague who didn't invite me for after-work drinks on Friday night. I don't think I was horrible about it. But I think I went on about it a bit and told him never to leave me out again. Oops.
***I am naturally a "hugger" but I don't like the whole cheek-kissing thing. It makes me nervous. I worry I might offend because I let myself be kissed but make no effort to return the favour.
***I find cheek-kissing especially awkward with colleagues and/or former colleagues who reject my Facebook friend requests. Just sayin'.
***I vaguely remember telling a female colleague that I'm jealous of her surname. What the fuck???
***Apparently I have a rather fetching dress in my wardrobe that I forgot I even owned (my new phone has a timer on the camera. I am rather enamored of this. It's like Cher in Clueless taking polaroids of her outfits because she doesn't rely on mirrors . . . )
***Unfortunately I decided it was maybe a tad too dressy. Luckily I have my old trusty Mango dress (from a Mango store in Fuerteventura. Weirdly, I rarely see anything I like in Mango at home, but when I go to branches in the Canary Islands, I always find loads of gems) that I like to brush off and put on for certain special occasions. Thank God for that.
***I do kinda wish I had gone for my original choice though. I hope I have another occasion to wear it to soon.
***I don't think I fell over last night. Although my heels sunk into the grass when I went outside the marquee to queue for my pig.
***Yes. We ate spit-roasted pig. And a very tasty pig it was.
***A guy I've known for a few years now kept stroking my leg last night. Then apologising. Then doing it again. I'm not sure whether he was trying to hit on me, or it was some sort of reflex reaction.
***A veg-o-roma pizza from Dominos makes a great cure for a mild hangover, as does a can of Fanta. Yum.
All in all, it's been an interesting weekend I think. How's yours been???