Well, my Man refused to let me curl up and be antisocial and we went out to a friend's house for some much needed 'start of summer' fun. My ONE drink turned into I have no idea how many, something quite honestly I haven't done in 10-15 years. There is a reason I don't do that. I. Feel. Like. SHIT!
So, enjoy your 'start of summer' my blog-friends.....just not too much! You may end up puking on the wall like it was your 21st birthday all over again =)
PS. Dirty drunk texting your D/Husband is REALLY fun when you know he is reading them sober