I'm pretty slight. It doesn't take very many cocktails or glasses of wine to get me tipsy. And when the music's playing and the drinks are flowing and the conversations are going... eh! When in Rome...
During my great time at the eBay On Location Conference in Orlando, FL two weeks ago, the drinks were certainly flowing at the after parties (yes, plural). And after a cocktail (or four), I maybe kinda sorta sent a drunk text (or two) to my Yummy friend. Luckily, there were no grammatical or spellings errors in it (it's the writer in me), but I may have sounded extra extra happy. And I may have greeted, "Hiiiiii" instead of a standard "hey," amongst other things. And he may have been on vacation. In another country.
In the grand scheme of embarrassing texts, it was not all that embarrassing. I've certainly had full on heart-to-heart drunk texting conversations with some of my girlfriends in the past. Only to wake up the next morning, nurse myself back to sobriety, re-read them, and say, "Huh?! What on Earth was I talking about?!"
Luckily, this was not one of those times. Whew!
The thing with drunken communication is that it always seems like a good idea at the time. Sweet, even. But the morning after, when the hangover wears off, it becomes apparent that, uh, it was not such a good idea.
Oops. My bad.
Guess that's what the 20's are for -- enduring slightly embarrassing moments and lots 'o growing pains. I've had my share.
Anyway, it's always fun when "Drunk Alicia" makes an appearance. Heck, I may even be drunk right now.