….drank away the last 3 days of my life, and all things considered I feel surprisingly well today!!

CHRISTMAS EVE….Was in work at 6 bloody AM and started the day with the traditional coffee laced with Baileys and that pretty much set the tone for the rest of the day…and night!!!

Drank plenty of Baileys all day and finally got out of work 12 hours and 10 minutes later after doing varying flavoured vodka shots on the counter and headed staight to the pub!! Many Jack Daniels and 2 hours later I headed home in tears with my sister in tow telling me to “Cheer up you miserable fucker its christmas! Get your arse in the house get yourself changed were going out!!”, After she’d put it so politely I could hardly refuse so I got changed, and found my waterproof mascara out, just in case, fuelled by the lack of sleep and a belly full of “christmas” spirits my eyes decided to overflow again in my over emotional state! For about 10 minutes I was acually excited at the prospect of going out with her as I thought we may possibly end up in a place where some of my friends were, but she stopped that idea as soon as her friends called her and we ended up in the Noahs Ark and then the Homestead in the middle of the back end of nowhere!!
Surprisingly I had a really good night I proceeded to drink myself into oblivion in the company of some of my sisters friends, Danced with Jamie and Ashley (or so I was reliably informed the next morning) and I remember singing on the karaoke, have no idea what I sang or who I sang with although I am SURE there were others there but I know I sang! Left there about 1AM a ridiculous time to have been drinking to considering the state of me, over tired and over wrought!!

Got into the car (yes my poor sister was sober) to drive Toby home, back to Streetly!! Myself and Toby (my sister other half) turned the radio up full wound the windows down and sang christmas carols top of our voices all the way back to his..However by the time I’d gotten there I’d worked myself up into a proper state again so not only was I singing I was also laughing and had tears streaming down my face a really attractive..erm SANE..combination!!

CHRISTMAS DAY, awoke at about 7:30 and tried desperatly to get back to sleep as my head, and the rest of my body KNEW I hadn’t had enough sleep to fully recover from the night before, A fact that was confirmed when at 8:30 my sister decided to ring my mobile to get me out of bed to get get me round to my moms so we could all go see my grandparents togetherI knew I should have turned the damn thing off!! Spent most the morning feeling rotten and having varying family members laugh at me in my sensitive state went back to my moms where I decided with the philosophy of, “What makes you ill, will make you better” and opened the champagne my mom had bought me and drank the lot during my christmas dinner! My mom decided against going to work with my stepdad so we slept the hour away after dinner untill Paul rang me and woke both of us up, 10 mins after that James rang me and we talked our usual amount of sensible nonsense (sensible as it makes perfect sense to us and nonsense and we’re the only ones it does make any sense to) and opened my stepdads whiskey which I attacked with gusto, while watching back to back episodes of Little Britain on BBC3 and eating the customary Christmas evening turkey sandwiches. Went home about 11 and slept till…

BOXING DAY, awoke stupidly early again and lay in bed watching crap on the telly as I couldn’t be bothered to get up, finally dragged myself out of bed and headed to my Nans for dinner as is the norm after the excess of christmas, feasted on cold meat home made pickles and chips untill my aunt who we all hate walked in and me and my sister walked out!! As I’d started drinking during dinner I wanted to continue for the rest of the day so talked Emma and Toby into staying around for the remainder of the day, headed to the off license and then to my moms where we polished off a bottle of Gin, 2 bottles of Malibu, 24 cans of Carling and 3 bottles of Paul Mason Rose while playing Star Wars Monopoly and Scrabble, making nonsical phone calls (sorry AGAIN James) laughing lots, getting my foot stuck behind a bin trying to climb through a window, laughing some more, sulking because someone pinched the last of my Malibu, Laughing lots when I found the last of my Malibu exactly where I’d put it laughing some more and stubbling home around 11ish (i think!)

So mission accomplished the REAL christmas has passed in a kinda hazy blur ROLL on next weekend when I get A new years eve five course meal and firework spectaculor and my POSTPONED christmas with Jordan when he finally gets back from his Dads!!