Last night was girls' night. My best girlfriend (we've been best friends since high school) and I went out last night for a nice Mexican food dinner, a couple of margaritas, and some bar hopping. Just the two of us, no children, no husbands. Just relaxing and talking, catching up on weeks of busy lives, families, and gossip.
There was a ton of fun, lots of laughter, a few too many cocktails, not enough sleep, and a hangover this morning, but it was worth it.
I'm coming to the conclusion that I'm getting too old for this kind of behavior. I don't know when or how it happened, but I just know that my body is protesting the unruly behavior of the night before. I remember the good ole days when I could work all day, party all night, and make it to work the next day. On time and no worse for wear. Those days are gone now, replaced by the need for at least six hours of sleep each night, a preference for soda over alcohol, and a desire to "just stay home and relax".
At any rate, the crappy feeling that has taken over my body today is worth the fun I had last night. I'm just glad that it isn't a regular thing. I don't think I could take it.
It Was So Worth It
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Saturday, June 7, 2008
1 comments:
lol...I fully understand...as much as I like to have a good time, my body has reached the point that it doesn't want to anymore...if I happen to over indulge, which is rare now as it takes me a couple of days to feel "myself"...
Having said all that sometimes it is a good thing to be with friends and let loose a little...just remember the fun...
Cheers
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