Alcohol is Bad

Well, here I am, back at work after a long weekend. My husband and I took Friday off to attend my friend Tiffany's wedding. I was the "matron of honor," which I think makes me sound way older than I am. Everything was great - Bill and Tiffany looked so happy all weekend. I've known Tiffany since I was 5 years old, and I don't think I've ever seen her smile so much. When they danced to their song, they just stared into each other's eyes and sang to each other the whole time. I'm trying to remember if my husband and I ever had the type of relationship where we could just stare lovingly into each others eyes without going cross-eyed or making some other sort of face in order to get the other person to crack up. Oh well...to each his or her own.

Anyway, so I sort-of let my hair down and decided to partake in a large amount of beer and wine over the weekend. I haven't been able to get pregnant as of yet, so why not? I have to say - I looked totally hot. My hair was in a "messy sexy" updo (that's the way the lady who did my hair described it). I was wearing a bright red strapless dress and had smeared make-up all over my face like I was going to go try to make a sale. Hubby and I danced and carried on for hours...we thought it must be getting pretty late so we finally excused ourselves and went up to our room. Well, wouldn't you know it, it was only 9:30pm! We felt pretty lame, then. But we were exhausted (and I was borderline drunk) so we stayed in and went to bed. That was 2 days ago, and I still have a couple hangover symptoms. I guess I know now why we quit going out all the time. Or just quit going out period, really. It was a good time, though.

Well, back to work. I have to do a safety inspection of the shipping/receiving area today. No more fun...although my fingernails and toenails are still bright red. Not quite ready to let that go, yet!