Oh yes. We were due over at our friends house for 8pm, so at 6.45pm I decided that I'd bake some cookies to take with us. Seemed a good idea, nice way to kil some time, and turning up with fresh home made cookies looks good.

It was a good idea, I was so slow in the preparation that they were only just outta the oven when it was time to leave. The last tray were too hot to take (and sadly so under cooked they fell apart when they were later moved to a tin).

Anyway, we got to our friends, and sat in the garden with lots of other mates and the one that I can't stand. I think I've made a new friend too. Anyway, us 3 girls sat gossiping and egging each other on to drink more wine, and so we did drink a fair bit.

As it got chillier we made a run indoors, to grab the best sofas in the front room before the boys could ocme in and take control of the tv/Playstation/Wii and spoil our fun. As well as copious amounts of wine I also had a shot of Peach Schnapps and a shot of blackcurrant and raspberry Schnapps. I couldn't resist trying them and I haven't had shots in ages.

It reminded me of my dizzy college days and all the drinking that went on then. I was very pleasantly drunk (thank god for increases in my recent alcohol intake) and very chatty. I've arranged for the lads to come round mine next week as one of the lads seemed troubled. Then I went to put the details in my phone calendar, knowing full well that I'd forget by morning. I ended up lying at the top of the stairs (trying) to send text messages to the same boys to remind them.

I was shortly joined by my hostess and her buddy, with whom I'd gossiped so much earlier, and we continued bitching and chatting about everything and nothing. I nearly died laughing, as the one I dislike came past us to go the loo - I pointed out she had not been drinking (not to our standards anyway) and she retorted... oooh, I've had two glasses of wine. I literally had to stuff a tissue in my mouth after she went coz I was trying so hard not to laugh. Two glasses? I must've drunk nearly two bottles but never mind.

At some point the three of us moved to the kitchen were toast was consumed, I missed my mouth with half a slice which we found really funny. Hubby came away from the call of the consoles at about midnight saying he was ready to go, and we were offered a lift home. Accepted gratefully. I made my final round of the lads and said g'night. Then decided to take the easy route down the stairs...

I slid down on my bum. Bumpity-bump-bump all the way to the bottom and stood up laughing my head off. For some reason this childish act makes me laugh so much, I used to do it at hubbys house and it kept me amused for hours.

We got home and ran through the events of the night before settling straight into unconsciousness for the night.

Rudely awakened at about 5am by the bint from downstairs starting her car - she didn't actually leave til nearly 8am, but had to move it from her drive onto the road outside her gate as she does every day at 5am :##

I had to be in town for an eye test at 9am so I got up and sat in the garden (we had sunshine first thing) and chilled. On the way to town I swear I was still drunk. My legs operated by themselves at some stupid pace, my face felt fuzzy and as I walked the shops afterwards I couldn't think straight at all.

Still, I got home at about 11am and put myself straight to bed and got up feeling more whole again at 1pm. Starting to feel a bit knackered again now though.

God!
I've just remembered that my Sainsburys shop arrived and I haven't finished putting it away. I did the frozen stuff but the rest is across my kitchen floor! 88| Best go and finish it, I swear I am so absent minded today, but yesterday was so worth it!!!!

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