Because I don’t drink, I’ve never had a hangover, but I’m having what I’ll call a wedding hangover. Tired, headache, throat hurts, and I’m achy.
Okay, that may just sound like I’m sick, but I’m blaming it on my sister’s wedding and three days with eight of my nine siblings, plus their kids and my mom in town, which caused very little sleep and way too much eating out and sugar. I woke up Sunday and immediately went to the kitchen to chug an Emergen-C.
I feel like I’m 60 years old, but it was still a pretty great week. If you’re new around here, every other Monday I highlight some of the great things that happened in the previous two weeks to keep me motivated for all of the good to come.
In their eyes, weddings=swimming in the fountain.