BSD and I like a good party. We like to have a few drinks. We like to laugh. We like to socialize. Just not for very long. Or with too many people.
It took us years to figure this out. I'm not sure why. It should have dawned on us years ago during our first few weeks of dating when we threw our first "keg party." We were so excited. We planned it all out. Invited the guests. Ran over BSD's mountain bike bringing home the keg. Threw back a couple of beers. Chit-chatted with the other revelers for a bit. And then we escaped to the bedroom where we hung out in bed talking for hours. Wondering WHEN the heck everyone would finally leave.
Luckily, our friends understand this about us. They still invite us to their big shindigs. But they know we won't stay very long. They know we'll get there early. Schmooze with those we care about. Be the first in line for the food. And then, once the party starts to fill out, we'll bolt.
Sometimes we take off and see a movie together. Sometimes we go out for dessert. Usually, we just come home, snuggle up in bed, and watch TV together. Saying over and over to each other how happy we are that we're not still standing at the party making small talk with people we barely know.
I'd like to say it's an age thing, but we've been playing this same scene since we were in our 20's. No, it's just who we are. We'd rather just hang with a small group of good friends. Intimate gatherings where everyone is part of the conversation is much more our style. We'll hang out all night playing poker, but a neighborhood bash sends us running for the covers.
Tonight our good friends are hosting an all-out neighborhood kegger. There is no catered buffet table to hold our attention. There may even be people we don't know. The party starts in three minutes. Want to place bets on how long we'll last?