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** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only **  Winner of "Best Blog of 2011" for "The Quills"  . Previous winner of "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" Round 1. A big, heartfelt thank-you to all of my fans and supporters!  Welcome to the randomness, silliness, craziness, and all-around tomfoolery ā what a great word that isn't used nearly enough ā that is my blog. Don't get me wrong, it isn't always silly and crazy. Sometimes it's serious or sad but, more often than not, it's comical. Nonetheless, it is always entertaining. I try to see the fun in life. I'll add to it as much as I can so make sure you check back often.  Feel free to leave a comment or review to let me know you stopped by.  DISCLAIMER: If you are someone who gets offended easily, then you shouldn't go any further. I'm up-front, to-the-point, sarcastic and honest (sometimes brutally so). I tell it like it is, or the way I think it is. If you don't get offended very easily, then you've come to the right blog. All are welcome. The fun is free! My life is an open book blog. Hilarity and chaos ensue... ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** |
| Day 7 Prompt for the "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" : Did you ever get really drunk and do something stupid? Tell the truthā¦or lie. Oh dear. Which way do I go with this one? Do I own up to the numerous stories, mainly from my early 20ās, of drunken shenanigans or do I make something up? This is quite a conundrum. Iāll go with the truth, for what itās worth.  While I may have been the āgood girlā when I was growing, I definitely let loose when I turned 21. Donāt get me wrong, Iām still a good girl, despite the rumors my ex-husband is spreading about me.  I never drank until I turned 21. No lie. That surprises people when I tell them that. I definitely made up for it when I turned 21, though. My girlfriends and I were out every Thursday, Friday, Saturday and sometimes Sunday nights. Much of my early 20ās are a blur of hilariously strewn together memories of intoxicating nights spent with some of the greatest people Iāve ever known. We had the time of our lives. We partied like rock stars. We were always on VIP lists anywhere we went. We felt like celebrities and we certainly acted like we were.   I donāt have any one story that stands out in my mind. Honestly, thereās not really anything stupid, either. I donāt do one night stands. Never have, never will. Iām just not that girl. We all act stupid when weāre drunk. Everyone has always told me that Iām a fun drunk. I think thatās good. I guess? I can think of a million and one times where I drank too much, laughed a ton, talked too much (& too loud) and puked my brains out. Bleh! There was one time, my girlfriends and I were at a club. I donāt even remember what club it was, but it was over in Philly. I think I may have mentioned before that Iām not exactly the most graceful person in the world. So, this one night, Iād had a few too many drinks. The club we were at had several different levels. We were walking down the stairs to a lower level. Anyone want to guess where this is going? I fell all the way down the damn stairs! I sliced up my knee pretty bad. I still have a scar to this day. It bled for days. I put butterfly bandages on it, but it probably needed actual stitches. As bad as that was, my pride was wounded more than anything that night. The place was PACKED and everyone saw my less-than-graceful entrance. I did the only thing you can do in that situation. I got up and took a bow.  In Other News  I had a pretty big day yesterday. I got a new car. I was at the end of my lease. I could have either extended the lease on the car I had, paying what I was paying or get a brand new car paying less money. Ummmm, that was a no brainer! I also had an AMAZING date last night! I met him the other night after the event that I worked. No, he was not there for the Match.com event. After we closed up the shop, we went out for a few drinks at a bar nearby and thatās where I met him. His name is Chris. Heās smart, has a wonderful sense of humor, and heās super sweet. We have a lot in common. We talked for hours and just had the best time last night. He brought me flowers, too. Awwwwwww!! It has been YEARS since a man brought me flowersā¦at least a decade or more! Iāve been smiling non-stop all day today. Technically, I always smile, but I really canāt stop smiling today. Iām kinda getting on my own nerves.   Sporting News   Thereās really nothing interesting going on in the world of sports these days. Football is over. The Flyers suck. Iām just really looking forward to Spring Training and the start of baseball, even though the Phillies will also suck this year.  Music, Music, Music  Since todayās blog prompt is about drunken stupors, I had to pick an appropriate song, didnāt I? How could I go wrong with a song that has these lyrics? āBut I'm holding on for dear life, won't look down, won't open my eyes Keep my glass full until morning light, 'cause I'm just holding on for tonight Help me, I'm holding on for dear life, won't look down, won't open my eyes Keep my glass full until morning light, 'cause I'm just holding on for tonightā ANDā¦ ā1, 2, 3ā¦1, 2, 3 drink 1, 2, 3ā¦1, 2, 3 drink 1, 2, 3ā¦1, 2, 3 drinkā [Embed For Use By Upgraded+] |
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