I survived getting older. I didn't think I would but I did. I had pictured myself curled up on the floor just giving up. Dramatic yes.
The week went like this
*Stood in line for wrestling tickets on my birthday. Blogged about the insanity of it on my main blog (but will repost it here later)
*Had lunch with my mother. Now obsessed with figuring out the recipe for the pink grapefruit vinaigrette
*Spent the next two days doing nothing but drinking a bottle of wine and eating left over birthday cake.
*Did my Blog Partner's column for the wrestling blog once again. Did my own column two days late because of it not airing here on time.
*Helped my buddy Mel with a bit of a meltdown. Listened as my buddy Darius had a bit of a meltdown.
*Weighed myself and see that from the wine and cake have gained 6 pounds. Am more depressed then at the start of the week.