Happy New Year!
One chocolate martini. 3 Kamikazis. That equals one drunk Shannon...
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Kripes. Passed out on the keyboard. Can't feel fingers. Must find bed.
And bucket.
God, I'm such a cheap drunk....
To my credit, for the past 6 New Year's Eve's, I've either been pregnant or nursing, so my alcohol tolerance is extremely low...
Have you ever had your back fall asleep? That's the place I'm in right now.
Is it wrong that it took me twelve attempts to write the title of this post?
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Do not wait for him to try and climb out of the crib. Put the sides down now and save broken bones. Besides, it will get him ready for his new bed.
grandpa
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