Me, this morning: “I am never drinking again. Again.”
Me, at 9:39 p.m.: “Leggett’s? Sure! I’ll be there in a half hour!”
After I rolled out of bed a 12:09 p.m., barely made it through Thanksgiving dinner, rolled out of bed again at 6:12 p.m. and went to see the Bridget Jones movie, I was ready to go to the bar again. My tolerance and ability to drink in excess have dwindled since college, but at least my recovery time is improving. I had a lovely night catching up with Jenni and Mary Jane, and we even stopped at Dunkin’ Donuts on the way home.
It was a nice Thanksgiving. I didn’t even eat too many marshmallows this year.