You miss me?
So, the other week, I was quite the entertainment on twitter on a Wednesday night where I decided to get very drunk and tweet. WHAT.A.LOSER. I don’t mind that I was the entertainment. I can make fun of myself and laugh. It is all good.
I was invited by my aunty to the event of a lifetime. She won a competition (She wins every competition, she won a trip to NEW YORK) to have dinner on the stage of the concert hall in the Opera House.
She won the competition by sending in a photo of herself when she played the gypsy in La Traviata and recounting being star struck by Dame Joan Sutherland attending her dressing room after the performance.
She was to invite 5 other V.I.P’s. And lucky ol’ me was one of them. We were a great bunch of hanger on-ers.
I was chosen because I saw this performance when I was a little one, back in the day when like everyone smoked and she puffed on a real cigar during the performance and was taken for a tour of the green room. I found that quite amusing. And she is basically the reason I have a bit of culture and enjoy the finer things in life.
Not one of us was driving and we all had plans on how to get home. Most were staying in a hotel in the city. I had Husband as the baby sitter and my transport home.
I caught a taxi there which cost me a mortgage repayment. I don’t live that far from the city! We all met up at the Opera Bar where we had pre drinks. Then we made our way to the lobby in the Opera house where we had another round of pre drinks. By this stage I was already swaying! It has been a looooooooong time between drinks. *cough* bullshit *cough* Well, I did drink 2 glasses of moet at the christening and I had a cocktail or 2 at a hens party when I was 10 weeks pregnant. Kept that one a secret till I gave birth then came clean when she was utter perfection!
We received goody bags!! They had sizable Aesop products and a Opera House Pandora charm!! That’s not bad is it now?
Then we made our way into the concert hall
Not too often will you see the concert hall empty!
The dress code was “Fabulous” I ended up ‘corporate’ mixed with ‘Melbourne Cup.’ Oh well. I am not really a fashionable person.
(My husband has NEVER taken a selfie. Is that weird?)
Bubbles were just being poured into my glass without me even realising. Those efficient waiters and the never ending glass of bubbles.
Food served alternatively. I had the right. Entree and main.
This was my dessert. Delish
By this time in the evening I honestly had an unquantifiable amount of alcohol. It was free and it was a once in a lifetime opportunity. My God mother said, it is something that will be mentioned at your eulogy!
I looked around. We were alllll drunk, so I thought, oh well, let’s keep going ahahahhahahaha.
Then we made our way back to the Opera Bar to drink some more!
Even though I live here, I still find Sydney breathtaking.
Then I dragged hubby and baby out of bed to pick me up.
WHAT A NIGHT!
The only flaw to my plan was that, oh yeah don’t I have a baby or something?
Yes, yes I do.
The next morning, me feeling SUPER DOOPER and a baby that is now grabbing things, like fistfuls of my hair.
Kill me. Kill me now.
(Just to add, I don’t sleep with my baby, I put her in bed with me after her morning feed to just rest a bit more)
What on god’s green earth was I thinking drinking that much alcohol?
Bahahahha life is short and I don’t regret it one bit. I bounced back no problems (If you can, have a kid while you are young, that is my advice) and had a busy day ahead of myself. (I missed mother’s group because I was still intoxicated) Which involved plenty of house work and putting on a roast for a friend who was visiting that night. She said “Red or white” and I grumbled, but then said, kidding Red! Because we are having Lamb!! HAHAHAHHA
No. The wine glass was most certainly absent at my place setting.
Thank you for a fabulous evening rat pack gang of VIP’s
Happy birthday to Super Star VIP above!!