Ok, these photos don’t go together at all. It documents my night though, and that’s okay with me.
We went to my friend’s BBQ at their house, a week or so ago. I ended up drinking two little cups of champagne and feeling like a truck hit me, the next day. I always say it’s age that’s doing this to me, but people say it’s tolerance. I’d like to think it’s age and that I should just stop it all together.
Today I did absolutely nothing. Tomorrow I’m hoping for something fun! Afterall it is Easter. Happy Easter, everyone! Have a happy and safe one.