....from a night out with the girls.
For those of you that don't know where I'm from, I live in Indianapolis. And unless you live under a rock, you know that my city hosted the Super Bowl on Sunday. Annnnnd with the game comes along a host of seriously fun activities.
So my girls and I decided to brave the masses (and I do mean MASSES) on Friday night and have a night out on the town. I was out for 8 hours, and had a total of 4 drinks, and a 36 hour hangover.
I soooo wish I was kidding. I got home at around 4:30am....yes...AM. We went out to eat...went dancing...we had a FANTASTIC time. I seriously can't remember the last time I laughed that much...seriously. But I had to get up at 9am because we were having a surprise party for my Grandma about 2 hours away, and I was responsible for the entrees and the cake so I HAD to get up and go.
I made it through Grandma's party and we actually stayed a lot longer than I thought we would. My colon, of course, was pissed off. It could've also been that damn Red Bull...apparently 37 year-olds can't drink those anymore :) Who knew?
THANK GOODNESS Izzy was staying with Grandma and Grandpa. I got home, laid on the sofa with my heating pad and fell asleep. I was in bed by 9:30pm..asleep by 11pm, and slept till noon the next day. I DID feel better, thankfully, when I woke up.
Holy hell. I was never drunk....but that was the worst hangover I've had in a long time. I CLEARLY cannot go out and pretend that I'm something I no longer am...it's a sobering reminder. But I'll always have THAT night to remember, and that's enough for me for now :)
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