I left Friday late afternoon to head on over to Kelly's house. There were a total of six of us that evening....two of which were not staying for the entire weekend. The last of our friends arrived at eight. She had travelled from Ohio. We all brought our scrap booking stuff down to the basement...grabbed a drink...went out to the backyard...and never made it back to the basement! We sat outside enjoying the fine evening and chatting and laughing and drinking. It was wonderfully relaxing.
Our Gracious Host: Kelly (I can't remember what the goofy sad face was for but I'm guessing it's because she was the only one drinking water....and pregnant.....)
From Left to Right: Becky, Tina, Kelly, & Traci
And on the far Right: Michelle
(The empty seat next to Michelle is ME)Our gracious host bought steaks and potatoes for the grill. Wanna know what happens when you eat too many chips and dip and several hand fulls of peanut m&ms before dinner? You don't want dinner. Wanna know what happens when you don't eat dinner and then drink two glasses of lemonade and vodka? You get disgustingly drunk. The world starts-a-spin'n and it becomes increasingly difficult to focus and you desperately want to be one of those people that can make yourself puke. I'm not one of those people....and. yes, I tried.
I'm embarrassed to tell you this. I'm embarrassed to say among a world of classy and perfect blogging mothers that mwah...a grown 36 y/o mother of three...got shit faced to the point of wanting to puke. BUT I ONLY HAD TWO DRINKS!! SERIOUSLY! Who gets THAT shit faced from TWO drinks. And it totally snuck up on me...when I finished the second drink I was feel'n good and think'n "kay...I feel good...I'll stop now." Half hour later I was thinking "kay...I don't feel so good...I should'a stopped sooner....too late." This wasn't exactly the Moment for Me I had imagined.
Needless to stay...I didn't get any scrapbooking done Friday night.
Was suppose to run Saturday morning with Traci but could barely keep my breakfast down.
I didn't go running.
My "two drink limit" is forever changed to a "one drink limit"....and I think I need to stay away from vodka. What has happened to me? Is this an age thing? Cause I'm not dig'n it.
We then spent all day Saturday and Sunday morning in the basement scrapbooking. I'm loving this digital scrapbooking. All I packed for the weekend was my laptop. It was wonderful. I started the boys' gymnastics books and am almost completely caught up with their last season. I finished a total of 20 pages on my computer. YEAY! I would've taken pictures of all of us in the basement scrap'n away....but....well....I kinda forgot about my camera.
Came home Sunday afternoon and spent the entire rest of the day doing yard work. Pulled weeds, put down preen, and put in plants around our patio behind the recently completed retaining wall while the hubby spread dirt and mulch and straightened up the garage. We have a two and a half car garage and cant even squeeze ONE car in it.
And now it's Monday morning and I SWORE I was going to go running this morning.."no excuses" I told myself....But I sit here at the computer with a stiff neck from staring down at a computer all weekend and a stiff back from yesterdays yard work. Again, is this an age thing? I'll go, I'll go...but not till after my coffee!
I finally figured out the Mister Linky thingy.