Imperfection at its best

I have had a rough last few days. What started as a really nice night out on Friday turned a bit sour. After one too many glasses of wine at a friends party, I decided it was okay to tell practically every person exactly what I thought of them, and their political views. Not good. Thankfully, there was no major fallout from the incident other than my completely unproductive weekend and a bit of embarrassment. I awoke the morning after wondering how I made it home. Luckily, our friends live a few doors down from us. I had to be at Disney On Ice with my two daughters and hubby and my cousins family by 1130am. I almost died. I returned home and could barely even look at my house. It was a mess. I had spent Friday getting everything really nice for the weekend and that all went out the door in a matter of hours. I let the kids run around all day and do whatever they wanted and it showed. My sister-in-law called that night to invite us over for dinner. Awesome! I got some interesting risotto and my kids were occupied for a few hours. Sunday I woke up tired again and unable to function. Getting old sucks! My body can't party like it used to. And sometimes I have a hard time accepting that. I feel like I am still 20, but then I look in the mirror and see the wrinkles and I am reminded that time is ticking away whether I like it or not.
When we were in college, our group of friends were pretty wild. The transition to adulthood has not always been an easy one for most of us. I have a lot of friends that I have distanced myself from because it is hard for them to understand what it is like being a responsible person, and parent. I can't go out and live the same life I did 10 years ago without it taking its toll on my family. My kids would suffer. It isn't the right way to be although it would be fun--- At some point, we have to learn that the past is the past and sometimes it is best to leave it there.
Today I woke up feeling renewed, but still a bit sick! I took my younger daughter on a bike ride at which time I thought I was having a heart attack, but somehow made it home! I did my grocery shopping ( only to return to find my dog had gotten into the garbage from last night and ate about 15 tails of shrimp), took my older daughter to swim lessons and then talked to my friend....I am going to leave her nameless because I know for a fact that some of the guys are reading this and I don't want to start problems! But as I was cleaning I was telling her how my husband takes his socks off at night and then when I got to change the bed a few days later, I will find 3 pair of socks stuck in the bottom of the bed! Soo annoying! She told that her husband throws wet towels and dirty clothing on the top of her purse....what is with these guys! I couldn't stop laughing. We do so much and they just don't get it. I think we should stop doing it all and let the dishes pile up and let the laundry overflow. See how fast they shaped up...but for us type a's you know we could never do that! until next time.....