I was surprised that I was able to make it out of bed at all today, let alone before 9 a.m.  These past three days made me never want to see alcohol again...well almost.

I tend, like most people, to drink a lot less the older I get.  So when you have three days worth of outings, and they all involve drinking, you better be ready for a hang over on at least one of those mornings.  I had not anticipated that the hang over would come from the first night and thus allow me no re-cooperation time for the other days.

Let's recap shall we? 

• Friday night was a bottle of wine followed by a double vodka and ginger. Consumption in this order is not recommended.
• Saturday morning wake-up with one fierce head pounder.
• Saturday night have a wine tasting.  Consume way more then the normal level of whites and reds that would be consumed at any other tasting, and all on a near empty tum tum.
• Sunday morning, no hang over but slightly disoriented while running off to a birthday brunch.
• Sunday all before noon, indulge in mimosas at aforementioned brunch.
• Sunday night, attend a girly party and thank your lucky stars that there is no alcohol in sight.

By the time I meandered my way home on Sunday I was so out of sorts that I made a fire and curled up on the couch to zone in front of the t.v.  Of course by the time I needed to fall asleep I could only manage one of those toss and turn sessions.

Today I am going to hide in the house and have no social contact.

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