I'll bet if you would have eliminated the dinner part like I did, things may have turned out differently. Leftover Easter chocolate is a wonderful thing, but does nothing for increasing tolerance of alcohol.

This would have helped. Usually I am quick to get drunk. I just need a couple of sips, but I ate way too much tonight. I think I am going to open a bottle of wine tomorrow when Dave is here. We have hardly seen each other this week because he has been packing at his place and I have been packing at mine.

I've never had a martini.

That's tragic! I might need to come to Chicago to fix that!

Heh. I've found a new way to inspire travel.

By all means, come to Chicago!

Kristin, I think we need to go to Chicago and get someone drunk on martinis.

There are days I really wish I were a cheap drunk.

I didn't used to be. Oh, how the mighty have fallen. At least a bottle of vodka will last a week now.

I think I am going to open a bottle of wine tomorrow when Dave is here.

A sound plan. A shared bottle of wine is a lucky bottle of wine.

Kristin, I think we need to go to Chicago and get someone drunk on martinis.

Oh maaaaan, do we have to? Well, if you insist...

I've never had a martini.

The tragedy!

Group trip to Chicago, methinks.

A sound plan. A shared bottle of wine is a lucky bottle of wine.

We have a bottle of sparkling, Italian wine waiting for us at the new apartment for when we are all moved in. I can't wait to open it and be done with this moving stuff.

So are we all piling into Gina's bed when we get there? Or do we wait until we've gotten her drunk on Martini's?

Aaaaaaaaand I am off to bed. Wall, meet me. I'm the drunk one.

G'night all. Don't make too much fun of me in the morn.