Whoops

I woke up this morning around 7:50 with an immense pain in my head and a feeling like I was going to die. I had no clue why I felt so shitty! Then I started to laugh and the previous night's events flooded back into my memory.

I don't even remember the last time I drank that much. Actually, I don't think I ever drank that much. A few white Russians, an unknown amount of vodka (although I think maybe 4 shots), and a forty. I actually feel pretty good now (Nicola is ordering delivery from No. 1 so I hope I am okay) but this morning was really shitty. I almost puked twice and I dropped the kids (who were extra evil today) off at the pool. For those who don't know the expressions it means I took a shit. I think I was seriously close to Alcohol poisoning so I don't want to drink for a good while. At least the color is finally coming back to my face. I have to say I looked like shit.

I am really proud of myself; I know how to take care of myself. First I think I asked Brian a few times if she had been drinking before she dropped me off at home. Then when I got into bed, I made sure I had a garbage can next to my bed and I was facing it with my head down. I guess thats how I am. If it were anybody else I'd give them the same attention.

However, I really had fun last night. I really don't know what else to say. I think the highlights of my night were: telling Austin I would beat him in Mario Kart and after several horrible games of me loosing I finally did! AND I WAS DRUNK! Also, I felt bad because Andy called and I was too drunk to speak to him so I handed the phone off to Liz. I also enjoyed going home and trying to web chat with Lauren and Mikey but alas, I was too drunk and needed sleep. I don't care how close to death I was, last night was worth it.

So here I am, hungry as a wolf (I'm bringing that expression back!) and totally ready to start my day.

By the way, my cousin's son, Aidan Rubin, was born yesterday at 7:00pm November 26th 2008 weighing 8lbs 14oz. I'll post a picture for all to see!