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December
14, 2001
i think i'm starting to recover from the corporate
Christmas party environment. i think.
i spent the best part of the day with a screaming headache
and icky stomach. Yes, too much alcohol and rich
foods. But it was all so good!
We were met at the entrance to the party by "hansel
and gretal" and then as we walked into the ballroom,
waiters appeared bearing trays laden with tall glasses of
cranberry coloured champagne. With the cranberries
gently floating within. Other waiters offered trays
of hors d'oeuvres - things like little bits of smoked
salmon on tiny wafers. Four different areas were set
up with street names, and under each lighted street sign
were long buffet tables. Any type of food you could
hope to have was provided. i headed straight for the
sushi table!
All the alcohol was gratis, and they also had an oxygen
bar, which was something i'd never seen before and still
seems a bit 'new age' to me. Nothing they said could
convince me to try it. They also had magicians and
tarot card readers, and two caricaturists.
i had a reading done and made a wish with the magician -
lots of silliness but fun nonetheless. i'm always
amazed at how accurate the cards can be sometimes.
But then i get a bit jaded since i'm sure we hear what we
need to hear from a reading.
In the center of the room was a very grand looking ice
sculpture and a chocolate fountain. Too
decadent. People were lined up for a chance to dip
fresh fruit into the steady flow of it. i refrained,
preferring instead to stay back and chat with people, but
better than that, just watch everyone as they
interacted. i always like that the best. i
particularly get a chuckle when i see the young, seemingly
available vp's get swarmed by lovely young women.
And i like watching all the politics happening - the
schmoozing because of position type thing. Guess i'm
not a corporate ladder climber - since i don't think i
could schmooze with someone just 'cause i'm trying to get
into their good books. Like me for who i am and want
to know me. Not because you think you should.
i did have a moment of feeling a bit down though, as i
watched all the younger people. There's a different
fire in them - motivation - that i know i don't have
anymore. They still have that youthful exuberance
that comes with thinking that time goes on forever - and
the world is their oyster just waiting to be opened.
There's parts of that, that i wish i could have again, but
also parts that i wouldn't want to go back to.
Maybe it's the corporate environment, but it seems like
they have a brittleness that i've never had. Like
they really are in the dog - eat - dog world and they are
going to get to the top no matter what.
Definitely not for me. While they were busy
introducing themselves and justifiably boasting proudly of
their high end positions, i was happily stating i'm
the one who has the real power - i am the keeper of the
supply cupboard key. No Prozac for me!
i did stay out a bit later than anticipated however, and
worried the big guy. Which i've felt guilty about
today. That certainly wasn't my intent. i did
finally decide it was time to go home though when a
certain person thought i might be fun for the night.
He'd asked me to dance and (blame the wine) i showed him i
could dance as well as he could (dirty dancing).
Apparently this was appealing 'cause next thing i know i'm
being kissed!
Alrighty then. Taxi!
This morning i'm relating all this to Himself as i'm
trying to put myself together enough to function at the
workshop i've been participating in. Putting myself
together was not easy, especially since the headache was
already starting to kick in.
As i was about to dash out the door, He came down the
stairs and grabbed my wrist, then quickly wound the day
cuffs around my left wrist. Then He placed His hand
around my throat, gave me a deep kiss and sent me off, now
floating even more.
Perfect.
PS: i'v been invited to join another webring. So i
did, but i can't seem to find a list to show me who else
is on it. Actually, it looks like only i am - so
i'll have to investigate further. Hence the reason for the
new link below.
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