It is now 5:20 and I am starting to feel like a human again. When I said I don't drink, I mean I can't drink. I am about to give you all profound advice. If you have an Rx that says "Do Not mix with alcohol" you should heed that advice. If you have several Rx's with that little quote, don't even take a few sips. I had 1 jello shot and about half of a Red Headed b8tch and a hangover for the recordbooks. The party was da bomb. About 75 people, they were really drunk when they left, but no one else was sick today but me.
Everyone had fun, except my daughter was a little PO'd that I remembered to invite all those other people, but not her. Oh well, she'll get over it. Birthday girl has a new BF, well, for the last 5 or 6 months. In all that time he has said about 6 words to me. Today he comes in here all sassy and laughing about me at the party. Thinks it was funny that I was dancing on the picnic table out back. I didn't have the heart to tell him I slept there.
Pooh and hooP done took over the spice shop. They are even hiding behind those glasses so we can't see the glaze that has taken over there eyes.
Sheri - good job on getting all those ADR's already. I better get busy.
Did you chat last night? What happened besides slurping and slapping? Fill me in. I wasn't there was I?
On a side note. I told my girlfriend last night that I was going to meet a bunch of people I have met on the internet. She is very concerned. Thinks you are all pedophiles and lying about your identities. I tried to convince her when you saw me you might be a little disappointed that I wasn't 12.
She thinks I should stay home and not get my face on a missing poster. I said when a group of Vikings try to drag a middle age woman out of Epcot, security will notice.