Saturday, January 5, 2013

Still Cleaning Up

On New Year's Eve our theme was cops and robbers.  The kids and I had fun decorating the house for the party.  If I had known about the post party body count (due to party-induced germ-sharing) ahead of time, I would have just asked all 40 attendees to find a spot on the floor to lie down so that we could make a physical note of the suffering that was to come.  From the intel I've been able to gather, almost half of the party-goers came down with a grueling case of the stomach bug.  Five long days later, we're still picking each other up.  The only thoughts I've had about entertaining are along the lines of NEVER hosting a large party gathering again.  I have Holiday Party PTSD.  For reals.  Just the mental image of the buffet brings on the gag reflex.  I've become the hand-washing militant, and snack-eating police. 
 ("Get your germy hands out of that pretzel bag and pour yourself a bowl!") 
I swear my stomach is still gurgling.
What a party MESS.

6 comments:

Jo Jo said...

:-o

Jo Jo said...

:-o'.`,

Sorry!

Becky Orton said...

Hoiday Party PTSD...laughing! Okay, I know it's not really funny but it kinda is. :) So does that mean I can resume my NY's eve party with the GIRLS?

shirlgirl said...

Oh, what a shame that so many of you were ill. I just wonder if some of it was food poisoning if so many people got sick after the party. Hope everyone is on the mend.

LL said...

Every party has a pooper.....
sounds like you had more than one.

Janssen said...

LL wins for best comment.