Amanda

My birthday was great. The morning after, not so great.

Went out to lunch yesterday with my friend and her son. She took me to Panera Bread. I love that place. Yummy food. Then we went to the local fair. I swear, I am getting too old to go on some of those rides. But I still had a blast. I love going to the fair. Bumper cars rule.

Then we went out last night. I haven't been out to the bar in a while. Not since college. Drank too much, danced a little. I managed to fall flat on my face. Still not sure exactly how that happened. I am blaming it on the slippery floor and the stupid shoes I was wearing. But at least it wasn't in the middle of the dance floor. And 3 very kind boys helped me up. Not embarrassing at all. Then we went back to her house and hung out for a bit, went to sleep and woke up not feeling very good at all. I seriously must be getting old, because I never used to get hung over. Then again, it could just be because I don't really drink all that much anymore.

Then after I felt a little better, I drove home, took a shower and slept some more. Had to get up around 4 to go out to dinner with my parents and my grandmother. Now I think I'm ready to crawl back into bed and sleep forever. Or, at least until I have to get up for work tomorrow.

And I would just like to thank everyone for the birthday wishes yesterday. I'm pretty sure I replied to all of them, but if I missed any, thank you.

Also, a very happy birthday to krabbypatty!

And now I sleep.