So here sits me..reflecting on this weekend gone...
When we last talked, I was sitting on the couch, drink in hand, staring at the pieces of my new dining room table that awaited assembly. Remember?
The drink was good...and another followed... I think there was a load of laundry in there, and I half tasted a bowl of ice cream for dinner. Don't judge, Smirnoff and ice cream is a perfectly good dinner.
Soon enough my gurlz arrived.
:)
And more drinks were poured. We briefly considered assembling my table, but decided that McVeighs would be more fun..and off we went.
I don't remember exact details of the evening, other than it was freaking fun!! I confirmed the drunk dials this morning..which were actually drunk texts and only to young Peter here at work...pretty good for me :) I recall our Meg sitting on a barstool giggling, surrounded by men with charming accents... You go girlfriend! Becks and I were concentrating on tequila and a group of 90 year olds that returned from a Robbie Burns dinner..all decked out in bowties...handsome devils they were.
Somehow we made it home and I recall waking to a thundering headache. Will have to speak with that Jimmy about pouring me bad vodka. And the next time I ask for tequila, the correct answer is NO.
The following day, I did make it back home to visit the boys...my girl..and even my parents. Going to visit my father while fighting a hangover is not a good plan by the way. Or maybe it is...not sure. We survived.
Sunday was hockey followed by trip back to Toronto..where my clothes fell off in a trail to my bed where I stayed for a good couple of hours. And woke with a sore throat. Which sucks.
The table you ask? Oh I put that bad boy together last night..and it looks gorgeous!!!
Being stubborn isn't always a bad thing. See?
I slept like hell last night and this morning, stumbled into work with bed head, sore throat and foggy brain.
I think it might not be a ten hour day today...just sayin...
**yawn**
