Well the reunion was nice. Quite a few people came that I hadn't seen in a long time (like 15 years) so that was cool. H, if you are reading, wish you could have been there. The only sucky thing was that since I am still feeling crummy, drinking beer sounded like the worst idea ever and I know people either thought I'd found the Lord (always had the Lord in my heart, thank you, but I follow the "moderation" doctrine) or that I was pregnant (and I'm not that either, Tina) since I did not have a single drink of alcohol.
So about the pic above- how about those savage tans, big bangs, and off the shoulder dresses? I sported all three- you'll find me directly under the center of the balloon arch (nice arch huh?) in the black dress with my shoulder stuck out towards the camera. Good times.
Mr. Sasha is off to a football game and the kids and I are just hanging out. I just sucked down some more Emetrol and a got a new script for Phenergan, so I should be good to go. I think tomorrow's the day I'll turn the corner and be back to normal, although I've been saying that for a few days. But really, I feel it, it's going to be tomorrow.