Wayne and I aren't big drinkers. We can go months at a time without even a glass of wine with dinner, but every once in a while we go out to tie one on. It's usually to celebrate something (or in this case - to concede to me turning 35). Last night was one of those nights.
We always have a good time going out just the two of us. There's never a lack of conversation and when we're out at pubs or clubs - our favorite activity is people watching. It's always a good laugh.
We drank quite a bit last night - We shared a bottle of wine at dinner, at the first pub we went to we had a drink each, again at the 2nd pub and at the 3rd - we had two more. We were out till 1AM, up till about 3:30 and I've been awake and hung over since 7:30. I wish I was one of those people who slept through it, but I never do.
I have a hang over ritual I go through. It starts with a hot shower and a facial scrub. I always feel like my skin looks dull and tired from all the smoke in the air. My hair gets washed twice and conditioned, after my shower comes moisturiser from head to toe and ends with body spray. For breakfast - something healthy and it's never breakfast food. I have my home-made chicken soup I made for dinner the other night on the stove right now that I will have with a large glass of coke with lots of ice (coke with lots of ice is a must for me with a hangover).
My ritual ends with suffering in silence on the couch watching movies and TV until Wayne comes down - probably at around noon.
I'm halfway through my ritual and the coke is sounding really good right about now...
It's been a while since I blogged regularly. I guess I've been going by the rule - if you don't have anything nice to say - don't say anything at all. I hate 'woe is me' type entries and for the last month or so, I've been really down and haven't had anything good to say. I think it started with the news that Aniela (my fellow expat girlfriend) was moving back to the US and was exacerbated by the incident with Wayne's cousin and the flare up of my condition (along with a general feeling of homesickness & loneliness). I was really depressed for quite a few weeks there and haven't been doing much more than going to the gym and other random things to keep me busy during the day. I haven't even worked on my web classes (in any serious way) in weeks (probably because I can't concentrate when I'm in pain - never mind get very motivated). I'm not so down anymore. Maybe it's the sunshine. Maybe it's the fact that I'...
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