Scrabble + Corona = Mallory's Maturity?

It’s a little after 1 am and I just got back from my friend Amanda’s house. And I have realized something: I’m frickin’ old. I had an inkling that my age was showing this past Sunday. Amanda and I put up her artificial Christmas tree (I agree, insanely early to put up your decorations) while her 3 other friends watched and laughed at us. It’s okay, I would have laughed at us too. We both kept getting our hair caught in the limbs and both were wedged at one point between her couch and the wall. We both kept pinching our fingers in the holes that the limbs go in. And the guys (Evan, Smiley [more on him later] and Jeremy) were just no help at all. We all drank hot cocoa and watched “White Christmas”. I couldn’t believe how much fun I had. We laughed and talked about everything under the sun. But it struck me during that afternoon that I had gone out the night before, danced my ass off, innocently flirted, and drank a copious amount of alcohol. But ya know what? I had so much more fun rolling on the floor struggling with artificial tree limbs, finding the right spot for the mistletoe, and fawning over Bing Crosby while her guy friends drooled over a very gorgeous Rosemary Clooney.

So tonight, she had more friends over, some of which were there on Sunday, to have game night. It was so much damn fun. Her friends brought Scrabble, Trivial Pursuit, and Scene It. I arrived late (wasn’t sure I wanted to go) and missed most of Scene It. That was fine, because I haven’t seen shit. But lemme tell ya, I kicked some serious ASS playing Scrabble. We played teams, and my poor teammate was Smiley (I don’t know his real name…they just call him Smiley. I think his name is Josh. Justin. Jordan. Okay, I don’t have any idea. But this guy never stops smiling…and I mean, shows all his teeth kind of smile. First time meeting him, I was very creeped out. Today it didn’t bother me so much) and I dominated. I wiped the floor with Amanda and Jaybird. Roger and Jeremy didn’t play because they were more interested in watching the Incredible Hulk movie. Which, as a side note, that ending sucked some major booty. God, what a shitty ending.

Then we played Trivial Pursuit. And as luck would have it, I was Queen once again! Thank you, thank you. Hold your applause. But I do owe mad props to my partner Jay (Don’t call me Shirley!). He did have to bail my fat arse out a few times. At least tonight we had beer. And God Bless you, Corona, you might be my new best friend. Oh yes, sweet, perfect, non-judgmental Corona, I think I love you. I only had one of you, so I foresee me buying you in the immediate future.

 When did playing games become way more fun than grinding on the dance floor with anonymous men? When did having one (extremely good) beer become more fun than getting trashed? When did laughing so hard you’re in tears because nobody could believe you actually knew the answer to the question, “What is the name of the skin called on the backside of your elbow?” <thank you Brandon>  become more fun than giggling to the guy next to you at the bar?

When did I grow up?