Thursday, March 1^st, 2012

…..I don’t exactly remember all of last night because I drank about 6 dozen martinis. I do however remember walking…..I mean, staggering home, literally with one eye closed so I could see straight. I obviously made it home because I woke up at 5 am on my couch, fully clothed with a half eaten pizza on the coffee table….and a little bit of it stuck to the side of my face.  Still a little drunk and having to be at work in an hour, I pushed away the dogs trying to eat the pizza stuck to the side of my face, rubbed my rose coloured eyes and rolled off the couch, ready to face the world. I then tripped over the area rug and dramatically belly flopped onto the floor, at which point the dogs resumed eating the half eaten pizza off my face……

I somehow managed to drag my sorry, hung over (and maybe still a little drunk) ass to work, where I was pretty much useless. They would have been better off to have a monkey in a chef’s jacket, or even just a rock with a chef’s jacket draped over it….I was a hot mess. The only thing getting me though the day was knowing that I am jetting off to South Africa tomorrow…………

LATER THAT DAY……

I got home from work, where I literally almost died and swore that I would never drink AGAIN!........I picked up a bottle of wine on my home from work. I don’t exactly know what “hair of the dog” is supposed to mean, but I don’t argue with science.

LATER THAT EVENING:

I really should be packing, but it’s SO much more fun to drink wine, listen to my iPod and dance and sing in front of the mirror pretending that I’m on American Idol…….

MUCH LATER THAT EVENING

OMG, it was literally just 10:36pm……..it’s now 4:03am……….

Friday March 2, 2012

9:02 am

I just opened my eyes and I’m not totally sure what’s going on. The room is spinning, my eyes are burning and the pounding in my head is so loud that I’m concerned the neighbors might complain.

I’ve decided that this blog should be called ”so I’ve decided to drink a bottle of wine:…….” I think it’s suiting…

9:03 am– 3:00pm

Procrastinate

3:15 pm

I just finished packing and the cab won’t be here for another 15 minuets. This is my best time yet!!

4:30 pm

All checked in and sitting in the Air Canada lounge at YVR.

About binge drink as much free booze as I can in the hour and a half that we are here..

***Wayne has Super Elite status with Air Canada, thus I get to use the VIP lounge when I fly***

5:17pm

Had a few glasses……..or maybe a bottle of champagne, but nonetheless, I just have  a little rant…..I have to say that I can NOT stand people who wear sweat pants, baggy hoodies and carry their own pillows to travel!! Actually…..I HATE them!!

There, I said it!

I hate them for the fact that they take all of the glamour out of international travel. I am about to take a 28-hour trip to South Africa; however, I am wearing skinny jeans, a safari shirt, scarf and fedora. I look fabulous! Just sayin’……..

6:00 pm

I’m Wasted!

……see you in London…..