I really hate to quote Ms. Spears, but there is nothing more fitting than her old standby for what happened to me last night...Bowling Night. Two margaritas at dinner + a beer and a half at bowling = me barfing in the car on the way home (I actually threw up in a box that minutes earlier housed a very cute outfit for Lucy from some well wishing friends). Damn it. I thought I was regaining some sort of tolerance to alcohol, but apparently I was very mistaken. Todd continues to list the goofy (and somewhat obnoxious) things I was doing (so far the list includes air guitar on the lanes & showing off a belly I am VERY self conscious about right now), not to mention he is blaming me and my shenanigans for provoking similar behavior in the other bowling wives. Double damn it.
With only months before a highly anticipated family wedding I really need to work on my behavior after a few drinks, unfortunately Todd has already claimed the next bowling night as his time to return the favor of becoming ridiculously drunk...to which I simply said if he can get there in less than 4 drinks like I did, he can have at it.
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OMG that's hilarious! Wish the wedding was next weekend!!!
Are we related? I just got into work. I'm walking my lunch to the shared fridge and I notice this spot on my jeans. Funny, because I pulled them off the shelf in my closet...why would they be dirty?
Then it all comes back to me slowly: NYE...4 margaritas...1 spilled piece of teriyaki pulled pork, use of a snowman colored napkin to wipe it off my jeans leaves them pink. Got home and instead of putting pants in hamper, set them on the shelf. Couldn't see in my non-contacts, half-asleep state and thought they were clean this morning. Classy.
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