Showing posts with label Bottles and Models. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bottles and Models. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Happy New Year!!!

To quote Montel...this is how we do it in the Train household


Hello my dear blogger faithful,

I promise to be back next week with my regularly scheduled programming of my latest romps that may or may not include vodka, ear muffs, blasts from the past and realizing I am an academic idiot. But tonight I wanted to take the time to wish you a very merry New Year.

Hope your nights are filled with laughter, love and whatever else fills your heart’s desire. Here is to a fantastic 2009, ching ching! May we all keep our sanity, our jobs and our blogs.

XOXO,
Gravy Train


This blog is dedicated to Xtian and his fascination for champange that he even bought me my very own bottle for tonight that sports my last name.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Typical Housewife Weekend


I never got the memo that once you become a Housewife your social calendar books up…that or it is just the holiday season and everyone wants to party like it is 1999…probs the latter because let’s face it, I am just not that important…I digress.

Friday night was the legendary party I wrote about last Friday. The setting was incredible, the people were very smart and interesting*, and the housewives were vicious…welcome to the shark-pen I guess. I counteracted the snarky HW* comments by drinking expensive wine…buckets of the stuff...whilst staring in my own personal karaoke show singing along with the host of the party (adore him and his wife…who was so nice) to awesome 60’s and 70’s rock. So good…and surprisingly instead of being mortified Xtian joined along.

Saturday morning was brunch at Town's End followed by my PBDing** on the couch while watching Clueless so that I could recharge batteries for the night ahead. Saturday night, Xtian and I headed out to another legendary party of epic proportions. That’s right: D’s Family’s Christmas party in all of its 80’s theme glory. Going in full Secrets of my Succe$s mode, Xtian dressed up as Brantley Foster/Carlton Whitfield and I dressed as Vera Prescott…of course. The outfits were hilar, the food was delish, and the alcohol was free flowing. Thankfully I was driving that night because, based on Xtian’s PBD the next day, I would still be in recovery mode.

Sunday, my two BFFs Vicki B and Pistol came over to have our annual Christmas dinner were we each pick a complicated gourmet dish…and then we make it ourselves. Given the rain nonsense that was SF that day we decided to instead Waiters-on-Wheels it and watch Gems TV nonstop so that we could learn as much as possible about gemstones…hey we all have our thing right?!?!

The end result of such an exciting weekend for me has been an excruciating headache and probs a 20 lbs weight gain. The party continues this weekend with my employee only holiday party followed by a late dinner at Gary Danko on Friday night and perhaps some Bubble Lounge action on Saturday. Yes, it does suck to be me.

This post is dedicated to Aleve

*Housewife
** PBD is a trademarked by Shallow and Very Single, Inc.