Waa Happun?

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**