that’s right. it’s about that time that i make a trip back to the mitten.
in four days, i will board my plane (under the slight influence of alcohol), have a layover in denver (where i shall consume more alcohol), and land at my destination feeling slightly hungover, several hours later.
for this trip, much like the last, i embarked on a 30-day diet prior to coming home. this included stripping sweets from my diet, limiting my sugar intake and staying away from starchy foods that contain white flour and such. need less to say, by the time i get home, i will ninja kick someone in the neck for a fuckin’ cookie. ’nuff said.
i have drank once (okay, let me clarify, i indulged one weekend in alcohol, but for the sake of pity and lack of remembering exactly how much i drank, we shall refer to it as ‘once’) in the last month. this is another big deal for me. seeing as how i make my best impressions and life decisions under the influence of alcohol, you can guess that my life has been in shambles the past 30 days. (excluding that ‘once.‘ that ‘once’ ended with me hanging my head in a hotel room toilet, certain that i was going to vomit up all my evening’s fun. i told you i make great life decisions…but i didn’t end up puking, FYI. i win.)
all for nothing, i guess we can say. for when i get home, i will be at my friend’s wedding (drinking and eating), hanging out with my family (eating and drinking) and going out with old friends (drinking and drinking.)
the whole point of this post is; when i step off that plane, someone please stand by with a cookie and an adult beverage. i need to get my life back on track, asap.
see y’all in FOUR days.