I will warn you now, this whole story is kinda pathetic. I'm not sure if I should be proud or ashamed of myself, but honestly I am neither. I just find the entire situation extremely funny. I, at 31 years old, finally got drunk for the first time.
J, the baby and I went to a friends wedding this Saturday. It was a nice wedding with a huge party at Maple Lake Clubhouse afterward. We had lots of fun. A and I danced while the hubby bs'ed with his buddies.
I am always the designated driver, but J decided he wasn't in the mood to drink. It was getting late and A was beginning to wind down and I thought a glass of wine sounded pretty good. My hubby made it his mission to get me drunk.
I'm not sure how much I actually drank. Every time I picked up my glass it was full. I finally got smart and quit setting it down. By the end of the glass I couldn't stop laughing. J had to carry our sleeping baby to the car while helping me stand up.
The car ride home was miserable! I have never been so sick in my life. My poor hubby had to take care of our daughter then carry me into the house and help me get my pjs on. I could not stand up at that point.
J thinks the whole situation was the funniest thing he has ever seen. All his buddies have called to congratulate me on my first drunk, they are so proud that they contributed to my drunkenness.
All I can say is it was one interesting evening! If I recall correctly I even had a really hot guy sitting on my lap at one point. Nice!