A convenient aspect of leaving the country shortly after the holidays is that we could get together with a lot of our out-of-town friends, since they were in town to celebrate the holidays with their families.
Opportunistic revelry, does it get any better than that?
Our plan was to book several hotel rooms so that people could drink without having to worry about driving home, and also those of us with children could maybe put them to bed in one room and be right next door at the party (connected by baby monitor, of course).
We ended up not needing a room for the kiddos, but all of the hotel rooms got used for sleeping and one got used as party central.
After we left G at Kathy’s house, Andy and I headed out to the hotel to get ready for everyone’s arrival.
We had a great turnout. Chris and Emily; Kipling, Emily, and É; Bruce; Jared; Gabe; Ryan and Erin; Don; Ray; and Quentin.
Everyone brought snacks and Jared brought the best wings in the city. Everyone brought drinks because duh.
We set up a Wii for party games, although we never ended up using it. The night ended up being full of conversation about topics old and new, Cards Against Humanity, and Werewolf. This was our first time playing CAH in this particular group, but for a group who regularly made Apples to Apples as offensive as humanly possible, CAH was an obvious choice. I knew that from the first time I played it. (Shout out to DoCoTO 2013!)
We, as a group, did not disappoint.
Werewolf was brand new to us that night, but it was a lot of fun, too. Who doesn’t love a game where you get to accuse your friends of being hairy murderers? I don’t know what it says about our group that the werewolves vastly outperformed the villagers round after round, but I’m sure it’s nothing good.
I can’t sum up the night in words, really. It was just about spending time with our friends before it becomes even harder to do so.
I, of course, brought my camera along, and while the hotel room lighting wasn’t ideal and I still don’t know WTF I’m doing, I liked several of the shots (mostly because of who’s in them), so here goes.
I stayed up entirely too late – 3:15 AM. Crazily, I was one of the first ones to go to bed. Andy staggered into our room shortly after 5 AM, waking me up in the process. Then I heard from my MIL that she would be bringing G back home by like 9 AM. Oh, man, back to reality.
And then I thought I was done crying about this party for a while, but Bruce had to go and wreck it for me.
I’m writing this post a week and a half after the fact, with a week and a half left in Peoria. All our loose ends are getting tied up. Final visits and get-togethers are being arranged. Our house is slowly being transferred into boxes, and if we’re really lucky, all the walls will be repainted before we leave for the airport.
I’ve wanted to leave Peoria since I was a teenager, and I don’t see my future in this town. But it’s still really hard to leave it behind.