This is me & the hubs on January 1st...suffering with a hangover, as I have explained before, I wasn't dead, just out partying....vodka & red bull: it's a terrible/wonderful thing.
He claims I actually begged God to stop the upchucking in return for never drinking again...
1.) this SO does not sound like me
2.) my rule: If you can't remember it happening, IT DIDN'T HAPPEN!
Besides that little misadventure, it hit me that I got married at 18 and we have been married 18 and a half years...so this means I have lived with THE MAN, longer than I lived with my Mom & Dad, that is so weird!
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