The problem with 'Partying like a Rockstar' is that I am no rockstar and my partying usually consists of cartoons and sweets.
1. One, Tequila, Two Tequila, Three Tequila ... no more! Yes, that's right, Somehow the hub managed to order (let me order) shot after shot, at the time, it seemed like a good idea - however when the sun came up the next morning ... not so much
2. Rockstar - I was intent on taking the rockstar to a whole new level, so when the bar we decided on going to had a live band AND they offered to let me on stage with them, I graciously accepted. However, intoxicated and rhythm impaired aren't perhaps the best combinations when on center stage.
3. Age, it's just a number. HA HA HA Despite my best attempts at believing this, age is so much more than just a number. No longer am I able to party all night (ok, so it was midnight) and then recoup by the next morning, ready to go again by the time the sun goes down. Nope, I needed the whole day, the night and thank goodness I still had one day left in the weekend.
4. Nothing in this life is free, for a brief moment I lived like the rockstar that I am (in my own mind) thinking the world was one 'happy shiny' place, but everything that goes up must come back down again. Or in my case... what goes down must come back up. Oh yes, dear readers...in my haste to be the rockstar that I so clearly am not - I bowed down to the porcelain goddess and begged for forgiveness.
All in all, I had the most fun I've had in a LONG time. My sweet, sweet hubby was kind enough to take me, get me intoxicated, VIDEO it as evidence and then put me to bed with a Tylenol and a cold wash cloth - isn't he the greatest??!!
Hope you all had a FABULOUS weekend!