Yup. This is how I feel today.
It's all a blur......1 wine turned into 3, I think......
This is what I do remember :
Saying "yes, I'd love another wine, thanks!"
Discussing the merits of having a bar snack, ie: something fried, and deciding I would do a vege stir fry when we got home.
Shrieking hysterically whilst G dubbed me home on the back of the bicycle.
Suggesting we watch an episode of "Mad Men"(just got it out on DVD,loving it,don't understand why Peggy screwed Pete Campbell-que??!) and putting it on.
This is what I don't remember:
Chopping vegetables without cutting myself.
Cooking said vegetables without burning myself.
The opening of a bottle of wine.
Watching an episode of "Mad Men".
Going to bed.
o dear,o dear!
Old enought to know better, but young enough not to care!
more coffee required.