Sep
27th
Sun
27th
When I drink…
Oh. my. goodness.
I’ve spent a lot of time lately reminiscing about days of old when I would get drunk and have fun and be totally irresponsible. So, last night I gave it another shot. I mean, I crafted and drank 3 beers (maybe four?) and then went to the bar and had two more. It was quite enough. I got the hiccups last night before I went to bed. That’s how you know its going to be a rough morning.
The reason I included a picture of my phone along with my pitiful self was to illustrate how it is just barely still morning. Also I did it to brag about my new iphone.
Oliver and I are going to recover enough to go cuddle Ramsey (who is undoubtedly feeling the hangovers worse than we are).
Yes, Oliver drank too.
