Week 42-I used to be able to party all weekend. Now, a night of drinking with friends requires more recovery time than minor surgery.
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I may have drank a little too much this weekend!! I want to clarify that it is NOT something I do very often. I do however, tell on myself a lot. For some reason I tend to tattle on myself A LOT...especially when I have done something
really kind of stupid. Like the time that I used the porta potty in the dark when the seat was down and had to run home and change my jeans...YEP...not my proudest moment but yet I don't keep it to myself. The problem with having a night out at my age is that if I step over the imaginary line I set for myself...you know the one that is there between HAVING A GOOD TIME & HAVING TOO GOOD OF A TIME...then I am pretty much out of commission for a
week couple of days!! Note to self: Don't cross the imaginary line or stay home altogether!!! Sweet age-
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