I am a crap head

Well, as the title suggests, I am a crap head.  This morning I woke up feeling lousy, so I called Mara and said I wasn’t going to make it to the bachlorette party.  Then I felt guilty, called back, and told her I would go to the party just for the gift part and then come home.
Well. . . things did not go as planned.  I was on my way home from across the lake and we got into the traffic jam of the century on the way to hub’s mom’s house.  I actually had to get out of my car and hike down the road to a Texaco, so I didn’t pee on myself.  While in the Texaco I was sure to pick up a bottle of rum.  Desperate times call for desperate measures.  Now all I need is some diet coke. . .
Now I’m here, dirty, tired (but I don’t have to pee) and trying to figure out if I should just go to bed.  Tomorrow’s the rehearsal and Saturday, the wedding!  I’ve checked out a lot of websites and as far as I can tell this is going to be an eating-extravaganza!  My waistline may never recover  
Over and Out,

About takedeux

In one summer I had a baby who was hospitalized for five weeks, quit my job, and moved back to my hometown. This blog is about starting over.
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