Note to self: Do not go to the bowling alley for a beer with the guys after work. Oh, it was fun, and the bowling alley has a very pleasant bar, but one beer easily turns into three when generous co-workers start buying rounds. It actually could have been four or five, but we passed our last upside down shot glasses over to guys with harder heads. For feeling like a fatty so much of the time, I am kind of a lightweight when it comes to beer.
So here I am Saturday morning making my Lame Post Friday post. We’ll, what could be more lame than my excuse for not making a post yesterday? After all, I have been known to drink and type before. Unfortunately, I have also been known to drink and fall asleep on the couch, which is what I did last night.
I must make a further note to myself to make my Saturday post sometime in the afternoon. We have plans with our friends Jim, Phyllis, and Kim. I can pretty much guarantee the wine will flow.
I guess I am showing myself as quite the lush. It could be true, but I do not always over-indulge. But when one is hanging out with friends and having a lot of laughs… In other words, no promises.