Evidently I should not be allowed to drink wine. It makes me silly. Though... I have to admit I think there is a chance that I might be anyways. (In fact - in the picture above I am pretty sure I had only had one glass of wine and yet... it would appear that I had zero inhibitions...)
This was the night out the brought the previously mentioned "Christmas Number One" to an end. I hate it when it ends. Makes me go into a kind of hibernation of sorts. But what a great way to end it.
There was this one table of older women. We called them the "cougar" table. They were sitting - attempting to act in a rather refined manner throughout their dinner. This appeared to be only for the benefit of the male inhabitants of the restaurant this particular evening since - in the ladies bathroom they were caught belching out the alphabet. "K"lassy.
At one point in the evening I have a vague recollection of the kitchen staff coming out to our table and hugging one of the diners. And if that isn't strange enough for you - I also recall shoving several bits of cutlery down Carrie's top...
Sigh. Do my hair, nails and put a beautiful dress on me... I'm still just as much me as when I am tucked into bed wearing my flannel p.j.'s. Well - not to say that I can't act properly - I just don't really like to... certainly not with the company I had that evening. What a lot of fun. Have I mentioned before that I love my people? I love my people. They take care of me and make sure that I arrive home in one piece... and also that I don't leave any bits of clothing behind.
Now - for something totally unrelated and shamelessly i will make absolutely no attempt to segue... (ever ride one of those? Might be fun...)
I went to the gym yesterday to do the formerly mentioned much loathed leg work out. I stopped loathing it though somewhere in there. Now I'm back to where I was at the beginning. I feel like I've been beaten with a pipe from the waist down. My fault. Didn't do the workout regularly enough and now I'm paying for it. I cannot walk properly down the stairs and am not holding out much hope of donning heels and being able to walk gracefully tomorrow. Funny to watch though.
Again no segue.... too tired.
I did finally manage to locate body tape. Oh yes. Been looking for that. Fantastic for those outfits that threaten to fall down or reveal just a tad too much. J Lo used it so that makes it cool. Actually - scratch that - I will use it - THAT will make it cool. I imagine that it won't be long until I come up with a prank or a stupid human trick that uses this stuff. Oooh. New party tricks here we come.
Off to have a fantabulous weekend and am verra verra excited. Hope you guys have a great one too.