Sunday, December 23, 2007

How partying in my 20's prepared me for motherhood...

1. The night's just starting at 11pm, sometimes the party goes all night long.


2. Some guy is trying to get at my boobs all night.


3. After trying to get at my boobs all night, subject drinks too much, throws up and passes out.


4.  Gobbling crappy hand held meals at strange hours (2am, 4am).  Anything requiring a fork is too complicated.


5.  I practically more time getting ready to go out than I actually spend out of the house.

6.  Next day involves calling all my friends and incredulously telling them all about the night before in minute detail.


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