Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Auld Lang Sausage

Howdy! I don't have much time to spend on a post today as I'm busy packing and running errands, getting ready for our annual trip to Columbus to spend New Year's Eve with the usual suspects.

This year we're doing it in high style and half of us are staying in a swanky-ish hotel downtown where all of us are meeting for cocktails and having a nice dinner together followed by yet more cocktails consumed into the wee hours of the morning. Or if previous New Year's Eve history dictates we will probably all eat too much, get incredibly drunk and then crash and burn before 10:30pm at which point:
  • Frenchie will already have passed out cold, but somehow still be sitting up.

  • Steph will have exhausted the hotels entire inventory of stemware because apparently she needs a fresh glass each time a new kind of wine is poured.

  • MDH will have snuck out for an after dinner Italian sausage and pepper sandwich snack from the street vendor outside the restaurant.

  • He will hide the sandwich in his pocket and save for later consumption.*
That's how we roll.

Have a safe and happy weekend. Oh and HAPPY NEW YEAR!

*The sausage thing happened on one of our first New Year's Eves together, long, long ago. MDH bought the sandwich when we were all leaving a night club and nobody saw him. With the exception of Nature Boy, our designated driver, we were all totally polluted, stumbling, drunk. Hours later, after we had been safely deposited back home, MDH and I were drunkenly making out, still fully clothed and when we came up for air I looked over and noticed that all of a sudden he was wailing on this sausage and pepper. Even if I hadn't been so drunk I couldn't have imagined where in the hell it had come from so I asked, incredulous, and not just a little jealous because sausage and pepper sandwiches from dudes with street carts are pretty damn good drunk food, "Where did you get that?" to which he replied, matter of factly, "Eh whass in mah pah-ket."

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

Happy new year!

I didn't know MDH was a sausage smuggler. :) That sounds so dirty!

- said...

Happy New Year, Sausage and Pepper Lunchlady!

Churlita said...

Happy New Year! I hope you guys have a great time.

Anonymous said...

That sausage story rocks.

Tara said...

I'd love to go to a swanky hotel, hang out with a bunch of friends, eat too much and get drunk! Mostly hanging out with friends and eating too much...at a swanky hotel.

Happy New Year!

Renaissance Woman said...

Happy New Years! Can't wait to hear all about this trip.

Linka72 said...

HAAAAAAAA..I really DID just laugh out loud just now (my co-workers are NOT happy) because my husband would SO have that in his pocket too..thanks for making me embarass myself early in the day..haha