Sunday, September 23, 2012

Y4 D122

Fuzzy. I am very fuzzy this morning. I don't know how much I spent, what I might have said that will incriminate me at a later time, or how I got home. But hey, I am home! And my tongue is fuzzy. There's no one in my bed, wait let me check... nope, no one in my bed. No bodies anywhere. There is a phone book on the lawn which I sort of remember throwing insanely. I should clean that up. Am I wearing pants? Yep. Okay, so far so good. Drunken texts? Shit. Oh well. Last Saturday night. We got kicked out bars. Went skinny dipping in the park. Oh wait. I'm not Katy Perry...

SHIIIIT my head hurts.

I do remember 98.7% of everything that happened last night. It's that 1.3 that has me worried.

Starting at the beginning...

Got up. Went to IKEA with the kid to pick up shelves. Went to Target to get odds and ends for the house. We needed body wash, shampoo, etc. Went to the mall to get her schedule. Went to a baby shower. Started drinking at 3. Finished drinking at midnight. Yay me.

We went to a baby shower yesterday which was really fun despite it being a baby shower. That was followed immediately by a birthday party for someone in the same group of people. We essentially went from the house to the bar with no break in between. Both parties were really fun. There was cake and laughing and I don't think anyone got into a fight or was out of line. I was a little goofy at some point, but nothing too much. I DO remember singing back up to Love Shack at some point which will haunt me for the rest of my life. Thank god I was pretty drunk by then. The kid got some news. Her boy toy has a date next week. She was hit pretty hard by that but I think it's a good thing to be honest. If she won't pull the plug this might be the catalyst they both needed. It hurt her, but it will be okay. That is why we stopped for pie on the way home. Pie was very much needed.

Got home somewhere after midnight and passed out. I do need to make sure none of my drunken texts will cause problems but otherwise, I think I am in good shape. Broke. Tired. Hung over. But hey, what else is new?

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