Thanks to anyone who came out on Sunday. I had a really good time, and I hope I wasn't too annoying when I got to the chattering phase of my alchohol-induced crazy. I certainly needed yesterday at home. I was useless in the morning- got out of bed at a surprisingly reasonable hour, but then just sat unmoving for a very long time. It wasn't remotely as bad as The Great Hangover Of Boxing Day 2007, but it wasn't a lot of fun.
Around 1:30, though, I was suddenly ravenous, and once I got some food in me, I was happy again and able to move around comfortably. Not well enough to get to Cacie and Auggie's barbeque, unfortunately, but well enough to do some cleaning. I made great strides in the living room and dining room. Then Lacey and I spent the entire rest of the day watching a Bones marathon on TNT. This wasn't planned, but we just couldn't. turn. it. off. Oh, and I had managed to twist my ankle when I missed a step toward the end of the party, so I also spent most of the afternoon yesterday with a bag of frozen peas on my foot. Excitement!
Today is rainy and bleak, and no one wants to be here. At least we all know it's a short week.