Yeah...Sloe Gin is nasty stuff...sweet and sticky!

I have a couple of episodes...
I was a teenager living by myself with my 2 year old daughter and was faced with having to move soon...so, of course, I threw a party!
I got an older friend to buy the booze and had a bunch of my under-aged friends over.
Well...us all being young and stupid, it wasn't long before the bathroom became occupied by folks praying to the porcelain god...
Well, this one guy was standing outside the bathroom as I walked by and he put his arms around me in what I thought was a romantic gesture and he leaned up to talk into my ear and said "I'm gonna puke!"
I started banging on the bathroom door, demanding that the locked door get opened when I felt the warm gush of fresh puke hit me in the chest and ran the full length of my body and oozed into my shoe and dripped off my fingertips!
Then the guy turned and puked on the wall!
By now the bathroom door had opened but Puke-boy had emptied his gut and headed for the exit...so I went into the bathroom to clean myself off.
When I came out, Puke-boy had left the party and never returned.
Some days later I was told that the kid was diabetic and it was kinda lucky he had puked because he might have had a diabetic event if he hadn't expelled all the booze.

Another event was at a toga party...
A good male friend of mine, whilst completely intoxicated, asked me to join him in a bedroom so that I might tie his toga onto him more securely...
As I stepped into the bedroom, he dropped his sheet and stood there, naked, and puked down the front of himself!
He appologized and tied his sheet around himself and left the party...only to be arrested later for running drunk and naked through the street!

After some other close calls, I came to realize that I was a puke magnet and when somebody thought they were going to puke from too much partying they would head right toward me!
...Probably because their puking didn't make me puke too!

oh my god, that's awful you guys!!! i've never been puked on, but i've definitely held people's hair back and rubbed their backs while they puked... cats too...

Keep it that way, trust me better to be the helper than the helpless.

oh, so true. i can't remember a time when i was ever puking drunk... maybe once, but i definitely didn't puke on anyone, and i was able to take care of myself.

I have never been puking drunk either except once,
I was 8 and my neighbors (adults, not their children) kept giving me alcohol and I drank it and thought it was nasty, but thought it was rude to refuse it, so I kept drinking it...
Then I went home and my parents bought lobster home and I ate it...

Then I vomited the lobster on their pink carpet in their bedroom and for a long time, I wouldn't eat lobster and just the sight of it made me sick. :s

I don't remember anything after I got drunk, I don't even know how I got home, but I remember vomiting on the pink carpet and I remember the lobster.

Word to the wise, Ava, when people give you alcohol they usually have ulterior motives.
I still don't know what exactly happened that night...

oh my god, Ava, that is so awful! what the fuck kind of people would give alcohol to a child??? i hope nothing bad happened in the time you don't remember...

When my oldest daughter was about 4 years old I was a young and dumb parent...
I attended a party and took my daughter with me, assuming that the folks I was partying with, being older than me, would be responsible people...
Well...I turned my back for a few minutes and when I came back to my daughter she had a big glass of wine and people were laughing about how she was staggering and talking funny!
I was furious!...but feared that if I reported this to the authorities that I would get in trouble for even taking her there...so I scooped up my nearly passed out kid and took her home...and didn't associate with those people ever again!
Twas a "Live and learn" and "Never trust anybody with a drink in their hand" moment!
Thankfully wine was the only alcohol my daughter had been given and she slept it off and didn't even have a headache the next day!

@ghostPastry
Yeah, hopefully nothing happened, I don't remember that night well at all. And from what I do remember, my friends (the neighbors' children) were not there...


@Inzane
I can definitely imagine drunk people doing that. My parents were extremely strict about letting me go to places with drunk people. I'm sure if they knew that my neighbors were drinking and giving me alcohol, they'd have never let me stay there. My mom especially would wear herself out with me just so that she didn't have to leave me with people she didn't trust 100%.
She wouldn't even let me stay with family because she didn't trust them 100%. She would literally just stay in the house with me all day (my mom was a stay-at-home-mom) and put me in my room, lock the door and turn up her music really loud to drown me out because she was that scared of having me stay at someone else's house.

I mean, it worked for the most part, but I mean, even a perfect parent can't keep their child in the house ALL THE TIME. So I did eventually go out with other people, even some that she may not have trusted (or at least, shouldn't have trusted!)

oh, that's awful Inzane! good for you for choosing never to associate with them again! and also honestly, i'm always super wary of getting police involved, i don't trust them at all.

Ava- that sounds a little overprotective, but it's a good intention to want to keep you safe! did she at least let you sleep over at friends' houses when you wanted to?

Wow.....

TastyPastry is so beautiful....

Honestly, my first sleep over was when I was like 10 maybe 11. I remember that my friend wanted me to sleep over really, really badly and I was so attached to my mom that I didn't want to sleep over at her house. (I co-slept with my mom from infancy until I was about 8 years old) I was so super attached to my mom that she even had an extra bed in her room for me, which, I never slept in because I would sleep in my mom's bed...

My mom and my friend's mom knew each other for a long, long time and when I finally did sleep over at her house, I mean, it was a fucking big deal! :D

But yeah... my mom was attached to me, so I was attached to her. I even spent like three months in high school sleeping in my parents' room for some reason? I can't remember what it was exactly, but that was when the voices started, so I think it had something to do with that.

aww, thank you so much Ava!! ;v;

yeah, that makes sense! my dad cuddled and sang me to sleep every night till i was like 11 i think because i started staying up too late for him. and i never liked sleepovers much myself either, but i still went to a fair amount. i don't remember when my first was.

You're welcome!

I think it's cute when parents are with their children when they fall asleep. It's an intimate and personal time to be with someone when they fall asleep. I slept with my mom from the day I came home from the hospital all the way up until I was 8. So... 8 years. Some people think that babies need to be in a separate room from the mother while an infant because sleeping in the same room (not even the same bed, mind you!) will cause the child to not be independent. :P That's total bullshit! At work we learned that co-sleeping can actually help prevent SIDS.

My mom actually put me in her bed and slept with me until I turned 8, but I know some mothers probably roll around in their sleep (I know I do) so in those cases, I would say just put the baby's crib in your room because babies do need to be attached to their mothers during infancy.

I will definitely co-sleep with my future children. :)

But yeah, my first sleepover was awesome. I remember it well, my and my friend built a blanket fort and we had a massive duvet in it that we slept on top of. My friend thought if we slept on top of the duvet it would be comfortable... Me, I was cold. :c

I have gastroparesis so even when I did drink I was pretty used to puking and could feel it coming. I think i've missed the toilet a few times, but my boyfriends have usually been willing to help me clean up. xD; And my puking is usually delayed until after I get home so it was only my bathroom I'd wreck. lol

My parents didn't really believe in co-sleeping.
xD; I was in my own bed by a young age, so young i don't even remember.

i know my crib was in a separate room from my parents, but they still sang me to sleep and they held and hugged and kissed me a lot when i was tiny. they've always been really affectionate with me, although with my dad it was different than with my mom. after i turned 5, all of her shows of affection were manipulative and used as a way to control me or get something she wanted from me. :/

but with my dad, it's always been out of love and caring for me. i never slept a full night with my dad in my bed though... i've always had a hard time falling asleep if someone was in my bed. most nights i would just lay there while he sang to me and then eventually fell asleep and started snoring so i'd kick him out of my bed so i could sleep. xD

and then for years after he stopped singing me to sleep, i still had to listen to music to be able to fall asleep. i've broken the habit now since i take pills that put me to sleep and now music just wakes me up.

Originally Posted by ghostPastry

and then for years after he stopped singing me to sleep, i still had to listen to music to be able to fall asleep. i've broken the habit now since i take pills that put me to sleep and now music just wakes me up.

Oh my gosh!
I am the same, exact way! I can't sleep without music. Ever since I was little, I either slept with my mom, or I slept with music. It was difficult sleeping over at someone else's house because I can't sleep without music unless I am with someone.

When my friends came over to sleep at my house, I would have incredibly loud music to drown out the sounds of the planes flying over our house and the railroad train not too far away, so most of the time, they couldn't sleep.

I still listen to music every night, but that's mostly to drown out the sounds of the planes flying above us. We live in a very quiet area, so there's no noise other than bugs in the summer (which I love listening to) or planes flying over the house, and the planes scare me, so music it is!

I'm definitely going to try to break that habit soon after we move. I hope I won't need music then because we are moving to a big city and living in an apartment building, so I think there's be plenty of noises to keep me distracted.

yeah, i definitely sleep better in a city than somewhere quiet. unfortunately, my partner needs absolute silence to fall asleep, so where we're going to be moving is hopefully going to be the quietest place ever. but i guess better absolutely no noise than no noise mixed with freakin airplanes!

I agree with that! >:T
I hate the sound of airplanes! I always get paranoid that planes are going to crash into my house or that bombs are going to drop from the plane.

I think living in the city will be nice for me, though. Hopefully, I can just keep the window open and hear cars and people so I won't be so concerned about the planes.

are you on the first floor?

every night when i hear airplanes over my head cos i live near an airport i quietly hope they aren't crashing. lol

Where I am staying, at Hope's parents' house, we hear helicopters overhead on most nights...especially on the weekends.
The other night they were looking for a suspect and the helicopter flew around the neighborhood until that one had to go get fuel and a different one came to replace it...I think it was close to 4 hours! It got kinda unnerving!

Originally Posted by hummy

are you on the first floor?

No, we are going to be on the third floor. c:
Which, I guess means we're going to be closer to the planes. >3<

I used to freak out every time I heard a helicopter. I used to think they were coming for me, I don't know why. I haven't heard any helicopters lately, though.

The BF's dad used to tell us that the "black helicopter is spraying us!" when we would hear the nightly "ghetto bird" when we lived with him.
He was joking...I think...I'm pretty sure...
It was at night so we couldn't tell what color it was! Lol!;

The black helicopter sprayeth you? Doth that mean ye have been marked for the next government-regulated illness?

That is very likely, Amane...Very likely!

DDT spraying is a thing
I thought it was usually done from planes though. Or trucks.