i'm not one to usually go out on the town, in fact i don't...ever. so of course the one night i break down my walls and decide to live life a little more....we come walking out of the last bar around 2am to find that our car had been towed. and to make matters worse...all our belongings...purses, phones, jackets, etc. were in the trunk. ...after a very long night of waiting for a ride in the freezing cold and helping a friend puke out the window the whole ride home while her friend was passed out on me, we finally got home around 5am and to bed around 6am....then my daughter woke up around 7:45am......needless to say, i think i'm pretty scarred for a while, i don't think i'll go out like that again unless my hubby is with me. it was definitely one to chalk up to the experience book. hopefully one day i will open up to that page and get a good laugh....yep. not to say the whole night was a bust, it was fun for a good while....just not my cup of tea. i still don't get how we lost one of the girls we were with because she ran off with some guy dressed like Santa, only he didn't have any pants on....still don't understand the humor in that??? i don't like being so tired i want to sleep only half way through the night, and i'm not a fan of having to wake up to responsibility an hour after i get to sleep. so...with that...i probably won't be hitting the town again anytime soon.
the gals.
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