Well if you judge what my entry will based n the title.... No, I did not have a different partner in my bed this morning. And no, I did not have a hangover. Although the second could have easily been the reason. I did try a new shot last night called a "backslide", I only had one shot as it was potent stuff.But it tasted good and didn't cause me to shiver or grimace on its way down my throat. I can remember doing pitchers of Alabama Slammers and every shot I swallowed made me shiver. Backslides are a dangerous thing for me to think are tasty. I watched them being made and I've committed the recipe to memory I think.

Considering who was at the bar doing these shots and the lifestyle they lead, getting into the habit of participating and keeping up with them wouldn't be benificial to my health. I've always viewed the real deal Harley bikers as a tough crew to compete with. Even their women are tough. But they have the right attitude towards life, live it to the fullest and to hell with the rest. Well that is my cleaned up version of their outlook. I think I can say it was a nice walk on a different side of life last night.

If my husband and I had been at this party together, it would be a safe bet that I never would have been out in the bar in the first place, talking with these people and drinking shots with them. But I was there alone,and able to do what I wanted.

So these are my morning after a party thoughts. Maybe I am still trying to convince myself of something, I'm not sure.

I do know that I like the charm of not being restricted to a social code anymore. It is so freeing to interact with people different then myself. To rid myself of the snobby social codes I've embraced over the past few decades. To just be myself, on a even ground with them and talk as one human to another. Thank god I had the stroke to have this second chance at life, to right the wrongs I adopted.I never knew what a snob I had become, I was no better then anyone else. Now, it is a better perspective to see others eye to eye.

Pam