Whirlwind

Tonight is one of the first low nights i’ve had since getting back from New Hampshire last friday. Relaxation is something I am not used to, and i equate it with boredom a lot. I just have to remind myself that drinking and being social every night isn’t always good for me, as proven by the head cold I seem to have picked up over the past day. Friday through sunday was spent in a whirlwind of partying, much thanks to the friends of Owner D that were staying at the hotel. I spent Friday getting drunk with C & Owner D, Bubbles, South Carolina and their friends and having a grand time laughing at everything and getting to know one another. Bubbles was hysterical, utterly “fabulous” and I thought, since he was rooming with South Carolina, that SC was also gay. It also helped he was wearing tight jeans, had some mannerisms that signaled gay and the adorable southern accent didn’t help either. Well Saturday night i learned differently. I ended up hostessing and completely wearing myself out at the restaurant saturday night, since it was crazy busy with Owner D and Owner S’s parties of 20 each and reservations out the ass. Towards the end of the night Bubbles and SC pulled me over and sat me down with a martini and soon i found myself drinking alone with SC and him totally flirting and being all over me. The Latin Lover of course got jealous and made a couple comments throughout the night, and while I did feel bad about flirting quite openly (without being all over him) in front of LL, he has made it clear that this isn’t really a relationship so I’m free to do as i please. I wasn’t about to go sleeping around on him, but flirting is not going to harm anyone. So it ended up being a fairly late night as you can imagine, having several martinis and just socializing overall.

Sunday was just a…WEIRD day. The hotel had such a strange vibe about it, with everything seeming to break and go wrong and guests just being on edge, making me on edge. So when my shift ended and i ended up out by the pool on the oversized mattresses with SC and a couple of the guests offered up xanax to us I happily obliged, even though i’ve never been one to turn to pills or drugs of any kind or even alcohol to sooth my problems. Let me tell you. I was the most mellow, chilled out person out there, my day was so much better. I ended up in one of the fabulous hammocks with SC just talking and laughing with a delicious pina colada martini in hand and totally enjoying myself. After planning what was supposed to be a sunset viewing on shelter island, we got a late start when Bubbles took forever to get ready and we ended up arriving at shelter island well after dark. One mojito and one terrific fall up the stairs (i will have you know that the mojito stayed completely in its glass during my flight) later we left shelter island and headed to sag harbor in search of food and more drinks. That whole night is a blur of alcohol, flirting and Bubbles being in a cranky mood due to lack of nourishment. At some point I know we ended up at the Talkhouse in Amagansett dancing to an awesome reggae band and having shots of sambuca.

And the entire week has just spiraled out from there, parties with Owner D and musical owners the other night between Owner D and My Drinking Buddy who both fed me alcohol and food like I was a drain. Which is all really fun except for when the punishment is feeling like you’ve gotten run over by a mack truck and a train and alcohol is not the cause.

I better savor this relaxation…i probably will not see it much again.