Please help

If you ever see me:
a. doing the running man
b. dancing wildly to "Bust A Move"
c. double fisting the Chardonnay
d. partying like it's 1999
-OR-
e. all of the above

Please stop me.

Oy. I gave myself a lovely Mother's Day present this year- the all-day hangover. I guess it had been well over a year since I've cut loose like I did at the wedding Saturday. Sunday found me in a world of hurt. We had to clean the house and get out by 10:30 am for a last-minute showing. (They ended up bidding on a place in Oak Park anyhow) Add that to the fact it was 40 degrees and crazy wind and rain and it shaped up to be a pretty miserable morning for me.

The wedding was lovely, though, and it was even better to see all our friends that we don't spend enough time with. Even better was the Cubs sweep of the D'Backs this weekend. Even better than that was spending my Mother's Day with my loving family.

But, oh man, the wine. Happily I'd forgotten what a hangover was. Now I remember. Ugh.