Maeg is vomiting after a night of drinking for her birthday while Finn, Chris, and I are eating one spoonful of chicken flavored stuffing after consuming way too much alcohol. After four margaritas, four kamikazes, and three rum and coke, I am sober enough to worry about dirty towels being on the bathroom floor.

I love people and booze.

This weekend contained much needed fun. Much needed alcohol. And much needed good company. Many margaritas were consumed. Many lemon drops were thrown back. And many rum and cokes found themselves down the hatch ( Read more... )