Cinco de Mayo May 10, 2008
Posted by admin in : Fun Times Tags:Cinco de Mayo, margaritas , add a commentI love Cinco de Mayo, as it tends to be a chill down-to-earth holiday where there’s rarely any drama and usually a lot of camaraderie. I don’t know if it’s the tequila or quesadillas, but people just love the 5th day of May. The holiday fell on a Monday this year, which isn’t the ideal day to go out when you have to work the next day, but it didn’t seem to stop anyone…especially not me. As soon as my roommate asked if I wanted to go out, I said, “Uh,YES!!!” I’m not usually one to go out during the week because it’s not really the “responsible” thing to do, but I felt the need to let my hair down, as I had a really rough weekend. I just wanted to go out and be human and forget about life for a while.
I didn’t meditate or go to yoga like I usually do…I went to kickboxing instead and took my frustrations out on the heavy bag…it felt great…what therapy! I felt so alive when I left the gym…all I wanted to do was go out and get crazy. I was on fire and there was no stopping me. I just wanted to go out and have some fun.
I should tell you I haven’t had hard alcohol since last October when I started the yoga teacher training program so drinking several margaritas on a empty stomach probably wasn’t the greatest idea, but I wasn’t really thinking about it at the time. I was mingling and laughing and having a good time. We went to La Paz in Vinings and everybody there was friendly…like a big happy family yet we were all strangers in a bar…that’s the beauty of Cinco de Mayo…it brings people together.
A bunch of us left and went to my roommate’s friend’s place, which happened to be a farm house she manages for some guy. My roommate keeps her horses there so I finally got to meet the babies. I barely remember the drive home or leaving the stable, but I do remember hugging up on her horses and giving them kisses.
I woke up in the morning with my clothes strewn across the floor and to the sound of my phone ringing. My head was buzzing and the room spinning as I answered with a scratchy dehydrated, ”hello.” It was my roommate asking if I were okay. I asked her what time it was and she said, ”Its 8:30!” I said, “Oh no, oh no…it’s 8:30? I was supposed to be at work 30 minutes ago…Crap, CRAP…gotta go!”
I don’t know how I managed to make it to work or look remotely half way decent, but it was the longest day of my life and nothing took away the pounding in my head or the upset feeling in my belly. It was awful and I swore off Margaritas for the rest of my life…well…until next Cinco de Mayo. For better or for worse, I had an awesome time and I successfully accomplished my desire to go out and let my hair down!!!
Yogis are human too so don’t forget to honor the side of you that needs to go out every now and again, but don’t beat yourself for it when you do. I’m the queen of that and it doesn’t serve me or anyone else so honor all sides of yourself without judgment.