My little sister, who because of age differences and family fragmentation, I have literally never hung out with outside of weddings and funerals, came down to see us this week.
We drank a lot of wine and vodka last night.
And now I want to curl up and die.
Because of the wine and vodka, or because of your sister?
heh. no, sister’s fine.
wine and vodka kicked all our asses. but i’m the only one who had to get up and go to work today.