You wake up half dressed, make up smeared all over your face, your hair is stuck to you face and your body hurts in a way that can only be explained by falling out of a two story window.
I had a morning like that this weekend.
In my younger days I would awesome I had a seriously good night.
In those days I would call friends and ask "What did we do last night?"
But those days are long gone. Now if I wake up like that its because I spent 5.5 hours at the local amusement park with The BF and 'pseudo" step-kids trying to relive my youth.
|The Kids before the ride starts.|
But now after an evening of fun I feel like I have been hit by a mac truck. I then spend the next day trying to recover from my "fun hangover".
When did I get to old for the amusement park?
I know I just had a birthday but 37 is still young isn't it?