The party's over...
At least the recital is. Over done, kaput, finished. We pulled it off, and the wool over the audience's eyes if you believe that. Such a relief that joycemocha, her DH, and a couple of friends took us all out for drinks afterward.
I let my hair down -- as much of it as there is left after tearing it out by the roots these past few weeks of rehearsals -- and got drunk. Okay I'll admit it before joycemocha blabs to the whole world and makes it sound worse that it was.
We retired to the Rendezvous tap room, chose a table outside, waved to SP the owner of our local independent book store, and perused the wine menu. They had my favorite reisling. Normally I go through a bottle about every 6 months. Most of the wine goes into cooking fish. But last night I actually drank. A full glass. More alcohol than I've had in one sitting in about 7 years. It went to my head real quick and numbed my feet just as fast.
joycemocha acted concerned when she dropped me off at home. I was laughing as I wove my way up the walkway and stairs. My head nearly fell off when I bent to pet Chessie upon entering the house. Hey I got the key in the lock on the 3rd try.
Real quick it became obvious that since I couldn't hold my head up without help, I'd be better off in bed. So I took extra insulin, a bowl of cereal and a huge glass of water. Then I fell between the sheets and passed out. I didn't even hear T come home from work at midnight.
This morning? Blood sugar normal. No headache. No hangover. Just tired and mellow and unambitious. And oh so glad life can get back to normal. As normal as life gets in this household.
I let my hair down -- as much of it as there is left after tearing it out by the roots these past few weeks of rehearsals -- and got drunk. Okay I'll admit it before joycemocha blabs to the whole world and makes it sound worse that it was.
We retired to the Rendezvous tap room, chose a table outside, waved to SP the owner of our local independent book store, and perused the wine menu. They had my favorite reisling. Normally I go through a bottle about every 6 months. Most of the wine goes into cooking fish. But last night I actually drank. A full glass. More alcohol than I've had in one sitting in about 7 years. It went to my head real quick and numbed my feet just as fast.
joycemocha acted concerned when she dropped me off at home. I was laughing as I wove my way up the walkway and stairs. My head nearly fell off when I bent to pet Chessie upon entering the house. Hey I got the key in the lock on the 3rd try.
Real quick it became obvious that since I couldn't hold my head up without help, I'd be better off in bed. So I took extra insulin, a bowl of cereal and a huge glass of water. Then I fell between the sheets and passed out. I didn't even hear T come home from work at midnight.
This morning? Blood sugar normal. No headache. No hangover. Just tired and mellow and unambitious. And oh so glad life can get back to normal. As normal as life gets in this household.