Drunk

Mr. Sign and I went to a game party last night and played the most hilarious game. It was called Loaded Questions. The gist is that that person whose turn it is reads a question and the other players write down their answer. The papers are handed to a designated player who reads the answers and the player whose turn it is has to guess who said what. You would think it would be easy to guess what your friends might answer, but when you add in alcohol and lying, it's a rip roaring game. As the night went on, people were trying to answer to sound like other players.

One of the questions was, if you authored a book, what would the topic be. All six of us had exactly the same answer...SEX. There were several times that my sister and I answered with the same answer.

This game is only fun when you play with people who aren't laced up really tight. If someone was being sincere with their answers and the rest of the players weren't, the game would get old quickly.

Even though I went into the night thinking that I wasn't going to drink (I've only drunk alcohol twice since surgery), my brother in law made me a drink anyway. I found out very fast how easy it is to get drunk after weight loss surgery. The drinks kept on flowing and I maintained a major buzz for most of the night. <-------Here is a most unflattering picture of me, drunker than a skunk. (Never accuse me of putting only flattering pictures of myself here, LMAO.) I look like I needed to go to bed. Maybe that's why I have a blanket wrapped around me? I dunno.

After jumping into the hot tub an hour after my last drink, I was immediately sobered up. I don't know if it was the hot water or that the alcohol dumped out of my system that quickly. Luckily for me, I had my designated driver, Mr. Sign there. I have always been cautious about drinking and driving. Even if I've only had one drink, I will not drive. I have issues with the thought of living with myself after killing someone with my car.

The alcohol seemed to revisit me later in the night in the form of dizziness on one of many trips to the bathroom in the night. My butt wobbled to and fro like a drunken monkey. I'm happy to report that I didn't have too much of a hangover despite getting home after 3 am and getting 2 hours of fitful sleep.

A great blog and real life friend of mine, G-Man is having his first blog anniversary this week. I made him a video. Check it out over at Mr. KnowItAll's Place.