Where did I leave off? Oh yeah Fifty Shades of Grey, I mocked the book so I don’t know what made me think that movie would be better? I was curious…same reason I read the books. I didn’t think that the actor that played Christian was attractive and I couldn’t get past the actress that played Anastasia rolling her eyes at her mother at whatever red carpet event they attended together. I didn’t find any of it “hot”.
It was very difficult to get up on Saturday morning but I did and started my day in a Yin class. I hit a few garage sales afterwards and that seems to be my new Saturday routine. It was a very beautiful day on Saturday, one of the few perfect Ohio days.
My brother came over with my nephews and fixed the tractor and hopefully the wheel will stay on the lawn mower this time. My brother and the girl pushed the tractor up from the shed and there must have been a mouse in it. It is just sitting there in the grass looking dazed and confused so I yell to the girl to go get me a shovel and then I hear my nephew say “oh it’s so cute” I shot my brother a look and told him to get those kids out of here. He didn’t listen and now those boys have the image of their aunt bludgeoning a mouse to death with a shovel. There went my karma for that day… The boy came home from work and cut the grass and the girl and I finished the garden.
I still need to finish the second bed and I guess today was not that day. After I finished this one I went in and jumped in the shower. I had the boy drop me off at PT’s just in case….and….well….just in case happened. Moscow Mules were the main attraction at this tea party.
I had one Moscow Mule and switched to wine so I wouldn’t get trashed. I have thought about this all day and none of it makes sense. When I drink too much my speech is slurred and I usually end up throwing up and I spend the next day beating myself up while reliving the night before. Sadly that is my ritual.
I did shots of Jaeger twice in my past and I didn’t remember so I stopped drinking shots and I always remembered. Here is my theory and maybe I am just older now and can’t handle my alcohol and my theory is crap but it doesn’t make sense. PT lives in a safe condo community so none of us thought twice about getting up and walking over to L’s condo to try and get her to come back. We left our drinks unattended on the back patio. Could somebody have messed with them? Maybe? Like I said it’s a theory.
I remember T taking my phone and texting the boy that I was sleeping over, I text him back and said “Just pick me up on an hour” typo obviously. That is the last thing that I remember. He text me back being a smarty pants and said “which hour” my response was May 11th? The boy from my old job that has been Facebook messaging me asked me for my phone number earlier in the day so we could text….in my blackout stage I gave him my number and we sent a few texts back and forth. So I could spell and have a conversation? I don’t remember the boy picking me up or getting into bed. The boy said that I was saying random things on the car ride home but none of it made sense and my speech was not slurred. The girl said I was quiet and she didn’t even realize I was trashed until I called her from the bathroom. She walked into the hallway and I was on the floor with my head sticking out of the bathroom door. She said I was saying “where are you” so she tapped me on the top of my head and I looked up at her and giggled “I’m naked”. Mother of the year….I know.
I didn’t throw up, my speech was never slurred, and I don’t remember a thing. It’s 7:30pm the day after and I still feel like crap. I text PT and she was still on the couch and she said she was okay as long as she didn’t move. What the f**k happened? The boy needed a haircut and I had laundry to do so I had to move. I still feel a little woozy and nauseous and needless to say garden bed number two did not get done today. What a waste of a day……Zia