Have you ever had one of those moments when you have no earthly idea what day it is? Seems I’m having one of those moments. I’ve been working like it’s Monday but just realized it’s actually Tuesday??? I’m not crazy…well, yes, I am…but I usually know my days of the week. I have a good excuse for my confused state. I didn’t go to bed last night. Yep, I pulled an all nighter and it was for a very good cause. Dinner plans turned into an all night chat session and I have Facebook to thank.
When Keri went away to school, she set up a Facebook account for me as a means to communicate with her. To stay connected…view pictures… you know the drill. Little did I know how it would explode into a “friend-ing” frenzy. In a year and a half, I have reconnected with so many high school friends. It is an online reunion to rival any disco-dancin’-DJ-blarin’-meatball-eatin’ reunion. Last night, one such Facebook high school friend came to town. We haven’t had a chance to really catch up in 27 (yes, I really did just type that freakishly large number) years. Drinks at one location, dinner at another, more drinks at yet another then to my house for more drinks. Hmmm, now I sound like a lush. It really wasn’t as bad as it sounds. Really…it wasn’t.
Other than my inability to correctly pinpoint the day, I feel pretty good. That is if you don’t count my blood-shot-glazed-over-burning eyes, my gastrointestinal issues from the consumption of too much alcohol and the constant need to nap at my desk. Yes, it is a fine, fine Monday…errrr, Tuesday…a fine, fine day indeed!!!