Thursday, July 26, 2007

Hung. Over.

OMG. Happy Birthday, Dan.

I had 3 drinks (one of which I spilled halfway through, almost severing Ben's toe with my shattered glass. I took that as a sign that it was time to leave). 3 drinks is 2.5 drinks too many.

We didn't even fight.

How many pictures do I have of me and Misty JUST LIKE THIS from college? Too many. Super senior year, anyone?

Why Bradley creeps me the eff out. Seriously they are too tame and cat-sized.

I am almost 30, and I cannot drink anymore. Home by 10:30 and still hung over 28 hours later. And puffy. So, so puffy. Before pregnancy? I couldn't even TASTE vodka anymore. Not that that's healthy or anything, but still. My. head. hurts.


  1. Oh man, sorry about the hangover. I'm good for about half a beer these days, less if it's hot.

  2. Anonymous11:45 PM

    You are so cute. That picture of you Ben and Jon is great. Can't wait to see you and Harry Bear tomorrow.

    Love you


  3. I hear you. I had two glasses of wine last night at a girlfriend's house and thought I was going to have to crash on the couch--what a sad state of affairs that is.

  4. I can't seem to handle booze anymore either, and I didn't even have a baby! Welcome to the lameness of the late 20s, I guess.