Must remember.... "Shots are bad"
So this weekend was a crazy good success and a ton of both good and bad stuff happened.
From the top:
Friday:
1. Held our Estate Jewelry Sale to raise funds for our Breast Cancer Walk
2. Hung out with Friends
3. Drank lots of wine and ate all kinds of yummy finger snacks
4. Hung out with Friends
Saturday:
1. Went walking to train for our Breast Cancer Walk
2. Lots of post stretching
3. Went shopping for groceries for the week
4. Drove to SF to go to Dinner for a friends Birthday
5. HAD AN AMAZING DINNER AT CIRCA. One of last seasons contestants on Top Chef is the executive chef here. Food was awesome. We basically ordered the entire small plates menu and shared. Much Gin and Tonic was consumed with a perfect amount of lime.
6. Went to a bar for the post dinner birthday party.
7. Started drinking pints of Harp... So tasty!
8. I get instructed to ensure that sisters boyfriend is drinking and having a good time so that sister will hang out and not want to leave right now to drive us all home; hence killing the party.
9. Enter the first Tequila Shot.
10. MORE BEER!!!! The funky dancing begins.
11. Still more BEER!!! We learn of gross bathroom with blood on the floor.
12. Enter Tequila Shot two!
13. Followed by uh oh... Tequila shot three... We all know the way this song goes.
14. MORE BEER!!!!
15. Much more dancing!
16. Time to go home... So far, everything is ok. Well... Not really
17. Sitting in car... Drive three blocks... "Ugh Please stop, I need to get out"
18. Back in car 5 minutes later... Drive three more blocks... "Ugh Please stop, I need to get out"
19. Back in car 5 minutes later... Drive three more blocks... "Ugh Please stop, I need to get out"
20. I hate life...
21. Back in car 5 minutes later... Drive three more blocks... "Ugh Please stop, I need to get out"
22. Walk about 6 blocks trying to clear my head. I think I might be past the worst of it.
23. Back in car 5 minutes later... Drive three more blocks... Nope. Were on the Embarcadaro now, just about 10 blocks from getting onto the bridge "Ugh Please stop, I need to get out"
24. God punishes me again for my evil ways. The worst of the stops thus far.
25. Back in the car. Just about to the bridge. "Ugh Please stop, I need to get out."
26. Back in the car. Eyes closed. Face over a plastic bag just in case.
27. Thank God I pass out.
28. I am passed out. Other passengers get sick and car must stop in Oakland on other side of bridge for more prayer time.
29. Some weird story about Homeless window washing guy, gas station, and folks getting sick that I am still unsure about, again because I was passed out.
30. Wake up back in Fremont... Stumble inside the house, brush teeth, take drugs, drink water, pass out again in bed.
Sunday:
1. I am alive. God has punished me, and is continuing to punish me for my evil ways.
2. Get word from Josh that Sarah was also punished for my evil ways. I am a bad friend. I am an enabler and very bad at stopping people from making those evil and bad decisions. Sarah did alot of drinking and dancing and having a good time with me last night, and God has also struck her down. Damnit... Josh has every right to be pissed at me, and I think he actually might be.
3. I feel horrible.
4. I smell Bacon
5. Post night of heavy drinking and hung over shower.
6. Get Dressed. Try to eat. Body doesn't take it well. It still thinks I am trying to kill myself.
7. Water, Water, Water, food, Water, Water, food, Water, food... Bout 1pm back to being able to eat.
8. Oh shit... People show up for the 2nd round of the Jewelry Sale.
9. People buy a bunch of crap.
10. We raise a bunch more money for our Fund raising goal.
11. Clean up and head home to Dublin.
12. Lounge on couch for a while, then cook dinner. Yummy weight watcher version of fried chicken. So tasty. *yum*
13. Lounge on couch some more and watch amazing race and brothers and sisters.
14. Sleep
Monday.
1. Wake up... I feel normal.
2. Guilt hits again as I have tried to kill myself and helped destroy my friends wife. I am a bad friend.
3. Working from home today. Yeah for Mondays.
4. Write blog from weekends events.
Back to work...
From the top:
Friday:
1. Held our Estate Jewelry Sale to raise funds for our Breast Cancer Walk
2. Hung out with Friends
3. Drank lots of wine and ate all kinds of yummy finger snacks
4. Hung out with Friends
Saturday:
1. Went walking to train for our Breast Cancer Walk
2. Lots of post stretching
3. Went shopping for groceries for the week
4. Drove to SF to go to Dinner for a friends Birthday
5. HAD AN AMAZING DINNER AT CIRCA. One of last seasons contestants on Top Chef is the executive chef here. Food was awesome. We basically ordered the entire small plates menu and shared. Much Gin and Tonic was consumed with a perfect amount of lime.
6. Went to a bar for the post dinner birthday party.
7. Started drinking pints of Harp... So tasty!
8. I get instructed to ensure that sisters boyfriend is drinking and having a good time so that sister will hang out and not want to leave right now to drive us all home; hence killing the party.
9. Enter the first Tequila Shot.
10. MORE BEER!!!! The funky dancing begins.
11. Still more BEER!!! We learn of gross bathroom with blood on the floor.
12. Enter Tequila Shot two!
13. Followed by uh oh... Tequila shot three... We all know the way this song goes.
14. MORE BEER!!!!
15. Much more dancing!
16. Time to go home... So far, everything is ok. Well... Not really
17. Sitting in car... Drive three blocks... "Ugh Please stop, I need to get out"
18. Back in car 5 minutes later... Drive three more blocks... "Ugh Please stop, I need to get out"
19. Back in car 5 minutes later... Drive three more blocks... "Ugh Please stop, I need to get out"
20. I hate life...
21. Back in car 5 minutes later... Drive three more blocks... "Ugh Please stop, I need to get out"
22. Walk about 6 blocks trying to clear my head. I think I might be past the worst of it.
23. Back in car 5 minutes later... Drive three more blocks... Nope. Were on the Embarcadaro now, just about 10 blocks from getting onto the bridge "Ugh Please stop, I need to get out"
24. God punishes me again for my evil ways. The worst of the stops thus far.
25. Back in the car. Just about to the bridge. "Ugh Please stop, I need to get out."
26. Back in the car. Eyes closed. Face over a plastic bag just in case.
27. Thank God I pass out.
28. I am passed out. Other passengers get sick and car must stop in Oakland on other side of bridge for more prayer time.
29. Some weird story about Homeless window washing guy, gas station, and folks getting sick that I am still unsure about, again because I was passed out.
30. Wake up back in Fremont... Stumble inside the house, brush teeth, take drugs, drink water, pass out again in bed.
Sunday:
1. I am alive. God has punished me, and is continuing to punish me for my evil ways.
2. Get word from Josh that Sarah was also punished for my evil ways. I am a bad friend. I am an enabler and very bad at stopping people from making those evil and bad decisions. Sarah did alot of drinking and dancing and having a good time with me last night, and God has also struck her down. Damnit... Josh has every right to be pissed at me, and I think he actually might be.
3. I feel horrible.
4. I smell Bacon
5. Post night of heavy drinking and hung over shower.
6. Get Dressed. Try to eat. Body doesn't take it well. It still thinks I am trying to kill myself.
7. Water, Water, Water, food, Water, Water, food, Water, food... Bout 1pm back to being able to eat.
8. Oh shit... People show up for the 2nd round of the Jewelry Sale.
9. People buy a bunch of crap.
10. We raise a bunch more money for our Fund raising goal.
11. Clean up and head home to Dublin.
12. Lounge on couch for a while, then cook dinner. Yummy weight watcher version of fried chicken. So tasty. *yum*
13. Lounge on couch some more and watch amazing race and brothers and sisters.
14. Sleep
Monday.
1. Wake up... I feel normal.
2. Guilt hits again as I have tried to kill myself and helped destroy my friends wife. I am a bad friend.
3. Working from home today. Yeah for Mondays.
4. Write blog from weekends events.
Back to work...