Passing out, Throwing Up and Public Urination

Passing out, throwing up and public urination. Those are the three things that are only fun when you are drunk. Now, of course I don’t know this from past experiences (I know, I’m calling bullshit on this too), but I can definitely tell you, that it’s no fun doing these three things. There is only one happiness from this, it’s that little girl that’s coming in June. Now I finally understand why mothers say, “I brought you into this world, I can take you out”.

The flip-side? My hair is thicker and growing like crazy, my nails are looking pretty hot and my face is clearer than the chick on the Proactiv commercial. I guess all in all, it’s a fair trade.

Now, not going to sound like a lush or anything, but I’m an Oklahoma girl and I like to drink, I like to drink and do it up big! Give me a Coors Light, a bag of Frito’s and a bonfire and I’m a happy girl. For some reason, I’m not craving the pickles and the ice cream all that crazy stuff that the rest of the women crave, nope! Just a good time with my Fritos, Coors light and bonfire.

I said all this to say, there’s going to be one hell of a party at our house when this baby comes. I have a lot of catching up to do, plenty of yard to do it in and plenty of friends to celebrate with.