Drinking on my Birthday...

I remember Marvin bringing me another shot.
He handed it to me and smiled.


"Gotta do it RIGHT!" he said. We both laughed. It was my birthday, and I was all about
getting drunk. We had about a 3 hour time span in which to drink. I wanted to get home to
meet my sexy man, and the boy needed to be put to bed.

I drank my shot, and decided to see where sexy man was.
He answered the phone.
"HIIIIIIII" I yelled..trying to hear myself over the blaring music.
"Where are you?..."
I must have been drunk. Because before he answered me, he asked me how
I was getting home.
My girlfriend had driven, so I was straight, and I told him that.
He relaxed a bit. He hates drunks...~LOL~

"I'm about an hour out.." he said.
"Yeah, I am leaving soon.." I told him.

About a half-hour later, I was walking in my door.
I was laughing. The boy was asleep. I tried to be quiet.
I paid the sitter, and she left.
"Damn, it's hot in here.." I said to myself.

I walked over to turn the air on, and the next thing I knew, I was on my back.
My hair was caught up in the fan that was on the floor.
The boy woke up and asked me to PLEASE BE QUIET!!! ~LOL~
Thank god that it wasn't on! I got up and laid across my bed.
And drunk dialed my mother.

She wanted to know if I was going to be sick.
"Nope" I told her.."I don't think so.."
We talked for all of 3 minutes when I told her that I had to go.
I felt like I was going to be sick. I went into the bathroom and stripped nekked.
The bar was giving out glow necklaces and bracelets, and I made some charms out
of the bracelets and attached them to the necklace. I was a glow mess.
I couldn't quite figure out how to get the necklace off..so I got down on my knees
and hung over the toilet. I felt horrible and just wanted to get this over with.

I heard my cell phone ringing, and it was sexy man. I went to get the phone, and
by the time I got there, he had hung up. I brought the phone back into the bathroom
and set it on the floor.

And started yakking.

About 2 minutes later, I heard him come in the door..

All the lights were out in the house. He walked into my room, and came to the bathroom door.
He laughed. There I was, hanging over the toilet, wearing only glow necklaces.
I was done being sick, so I crawled to my bed. I told him to call my mom, to let her know
that I was still alive, and he did.
He told her that I was on my hands and knees, and that I would be okay, that he was
staying the night and would make sure that I didn't choke on my puke. (which apparently is
something that she was concerned with?!? ~LOL~)

The next morning, sexy man asked me where the headache medicine was.
I was shocked that he had a headache..

He advised me that he didn't have a headache at all..but was certain that I did.
And damn, he was right.

I just love him. And no more drinking until the Holidays!