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Monday, December 31, 2012

My Non-Alcoholic New Years



New Year's Eve.
The time for parties.
And, I know this will surprise you, but it reminded me of my first real party.
With boys.
I'd like to tell you about it . . .
It was my first real party.
With boys.
I was fifteen.
The basement family room had been cleaned to a sparkle.
Fire roaring in the fireplace.
Food and nibbles set out in a tempting array.
Soft drinks table arranged with numerous selections and/or glasses.
The pool table was set.
Music blaring.
Lights dimmed.
And actual guests circling the room.
Dancing.
Playing pool.
Playing games.
Eating.
Sipping.
Shouting/visiting.
My first party was hitting on all cylinders.
Then . . . a snag.
Or rather, my younger brother and sister, aged ten and eight.
Okay, a snag.
The two of them, banned from the actual epicentre of fun-ness, had been circling the outside of the house and peering through the basement windows at us party-ers.
During one of their circuits, they came upon three bottles of beer.
Stashed innocently outside one of the windows.
One of the party-goers, knowing ours was a non-acoholic home, had brought his own party with him.
Uh-oh.
Recognizing those three bottles as potential disaster (their words, not mine) they dutifully came and reported.
“Oh,” I said.
“What should we do?” they asked.
“Umm . . .” Okay, so I was my usual decisive self.
They stared at me for a moment, then left.
Shaking their heads.
Sisters. Pffff.
A short time later they were back.
“We've taken care of it,” they said.
“Oh? Good,” I said.
And gave it very little other thought.
Until the next day.
At breakfast the next morning, they told me their ingenious and daring solution to the whole 'someone-brought-beer-to-our-teetotalling-party fiasco'.
They had taken the bottles.
Opened them.
Emptied out the contents.
Refilled them.
With wholesome, nourishing, party inducing . . . water.
Re-capped them.
And replaced them.
They thought it was hilarious.
I'm not sure what my friends thought.
Certainly no one mentioned anything.
But how can you complain when someone tampers with the alcohol you clandestinely (ooh, good word!) brought to a party of fifteen/sixteen-year-olds?
After that, my friends opted to hold any parties at their homes.
Where the drinks menu could be a bit more varied.
And a little less secretive.
And tamper-proof.
The jury's still out on whether they were more fun.

16 comments:

  1. I think it is more fun to be sober at a party, I enjoy conversation and listening to music... I used to drink a little before I joined the church and it wasn't really all that fun at all... ;)

    Cute story Diane...

    Happy New Year's and have an amazing 2013:)

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    1. Yeah. We're wild and crazy enough without the liquid encouragement. Life is good . . .

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  2. We still have the alcohol free variety of party....I can be silly enough without fueling the fire.

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    1. You'd fit right in here. I'm inviting you to the next one!

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  3. smart little siblings you have!

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  4. I think Mom found out about the beer and confronted the culprits at the party, if I remember correctly. Of course there was more than one party at our place.

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    1. Ah-ha! I didn't remember that Mom got involved, though that definitely doesn't surprise me. :-)
      I can see the 'discussion'! There were many more parties, that's true. But after that, I left it up to you and our siblings. My party organizing/supervising days were over.

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  5. Brilliant solution!

    Have a Happy New Year!

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    1. Thank you, Jenny! Happy New Year to you as well!

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  6. The ommission of a few facts here or there never hurt a good story.

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    1. I agree. Why muddle a good story with facts!

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  7. Hahaha! That's a VERY creative solution!! But what a shame you never knew how the culprits reacted!!!

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    1. I know. Wouldn't that just have been the icing on the cake?!

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  8. Back when I had boys that caused a lot of trouble on their own, I devised methods to sabotage their partying. Hmmm, I feel another blog posting coming up...

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  9. "Warming" blog post... even though someone sneaked a few beers outside that were discovered, replaced with water and re-capped, that era still had such the feel of sweetness and simplicity....what great 'rascals' your siblings were! Your friend @grammakaye on twitter.

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