as always, you have to pay to play!
Here from Michele's.
Food, rest and descretion??
w-w-w-w-ay t-t-t-t-t-o k-k-k-k-k-k-keep things c-c-c-c-onfidential. See if-f-f-f I ever c-c-call you again.
from Michele's...legit this time.
You go on with your bad self. I danced the night away at a wedding several weeks ago and I'm still not right from it.
Hope it was a lot of fun...!
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Oh the "good" old days.
Give them your friend's phone number!
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Hello Michele sent me.
AHhhh yes, the "oh damn I have a hangover, can I call in DEAD???" days...
I stopped drinking. Got me into too much trouble when I drank.
But yes, I have had a few of those days.
Haven't we all? Trust me, kids...those days will keep you smiling when you're REALLY too old to do those things any more.
Okay. 6 PM. Time for bed....
Here from Michele.
There does come a point when you have to decide that it is always better to remember the men from the night before than to receive all those unwanted phone calls that make you want to run screaming from the room. Besides, it can ba a lot more fun to stay sober and laugh at all the people you know who forget themselves after the liquid refreshment and dance on the table.
I think it's perfectly OK to party, and it's perfectly OK to do it at any age: even if it gives us sore feet in the morning.
I'm not much of a party animal anymore, as it directly conflicts with my need to be awake and sober so that I can write. In some ways, it sucks. In other ways, I was never all that funny when I drank anyway.
So it's just as well that I stick to iced tea and tuck in early so that I can get up at 4 a.m. I know...insane. I need a life. Until then, I'll happily observe yours.
Thanks for the smile. I needed it today!
Ok, so the next time I do this myself I won't feel so bad about it.
i hope your fav actor calls you instead.
I'm a recovering single mother trying desperately to see humor in my day to day toil while simultaneously avoiding reality as much as humanly possible.