Tuesday, May 29, 2007

IT FEELS LIKE THE FIRST TIME

Ok. I used to be a "closing time" kinda gal. I honestly can say that I heard "LAST CALL" more times than I can count. Those were the days. Taking an hour or so to get ready to go out, including spraying on the perfect scent to attract the opposite sex only to spend the next 5-6 hours in a bar that smelled like an ashtray that had been hosed down with Bud Light. However, since turning 30...that has not been me!
This weekend, I relived part of my past at my girlfriend's awesome birthday party. I walked in and hit the bar running. 6 caramel apples and 7 shots of various flavors later I had no idea where I was. It was kind of interesting to reminisce about how it used to be.
A wretched hangover and with just 3 hours sleep under my belt, I got up and went about my day...falling asleep at 5:00 p.m. for about 3 minutes. I will take sleep over booze and partying. But I have to say that the partying and booze do make for an interesting day after with my children.
Mirth & Merriment....and lots of rest and water!!!!

2 comments:

the rotten correspondent said...

Isn't it funny how kids just kick that "last call" right out of you?

New 'Do said...

Aha! and you drove home. Rotten, rotten mother.