Ohhhhhhhh man I feel like I’ve been run over by a train and its 100% my own fault. I had WAY too much wine at the Christmas party. It was fun but not definitely not worth what I’m feeling right now. Today I am reminded once again just why I don’t drink excessively. I can’t even believe that being hungover like this was a once a “normal” feeling when I was in college. Bahhhhhhhhhhhhh
Here Layla and I take our christmas picture pre-party:
Christie and I “trim” the tree (aka have a candid shot):
On the way to the party:
At the party:
We shared some delicious peanut butter pie and a petit four:
And then called it a night around 11. This morning I felt like I couldn’t eat ANYTHING (reason number 690 why I shouldn’t have more than 2 glasses of wine. Ever). First I tried a clif bar:
But I only ate a bite and then threw the whole thing away. My tummy did NOT like it today. I settled for an applesauce and some water:
I knew I knew as horrible as I felt, eating something would make me feel better so at work I made an 2 egg omelet with some dry whole wheat toast:
I did feel a little better after I ate that and had about 5 glasses of water, 2 cups of of ginger ale, two aleves and a huge coffee with stevia and half & half. Luckily, I have the bestest friend ever who brought me a delicious hot honey sandwich on ciabatta bread (ham, honey mustard and swiss pressed panini style) and a gingerbread man with the leg bitten off from Cravings. 🙂
She’s so sweet :). I forced down about 75% of the sandwich and half the cookie at lunch and then just now at the other half. I looooooove gingerbread!!!
I just got home from work and am going to lay down with an ice pack on my head for awhile. I’m going out to dinner with Christie, her brother and “our” parents tonight and need a breather first. Rest assured, there will be NO wine at dinner for me. I pretty much never want to see any again actually.
I’ll be back tonight!