It was almost a blessing to have to come to work today, because that meant I wouldn't be drinking any more alcohol.
The surprise party was a smashing success – my mother-in-law was surprised and I was smashed.
Case in point:
Yesterday my parents came over for birthday cake and coffee, and my mother walked in with apple turnovers.
I'm a planner; I don't like when people just show up with things.
KK: "What are those?"
MOM: "I brought them for dessert."
KK: "You didn't have to bring anything."
MOM: "I told you last night I was going to bring them and you said it was fine. Don't you remember?"
Wagon? Where are you. I need to jump on.
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4 comments:
Glad to hear the party was a success! Hope the d.t.s aren't too bad this week ;-)
Jumping on the wagon is easy, especially if you have a crippling hangover! Staying ON the wagon during the bumpy parts in the road is the tricky part ;-)
Happy to hear the party went well.
KK - just had a visit with my inlaws where cocktails start at 4pm every day! My liver cried uncle this weekend also!
"Wagon? Where are you?"
So funny!
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