So, as I mentioned yesterday, we went to the Tiger's game last night. After AF leaving me, I thought I'd have a beer while enjoying the game. I had one at the game, and maybe 3 sips of Jesse's beer. We went out to eat after and I had one more beer. So, at the most, I had a total of 3 beers.
This morning I got up, went to church and helped with baptisms. (That will be a new post entirely on it's own later!) I was fine. I came home and I feel like POOP! My head hurts. I have slept on the couch for 3 hours. All in all, I am feeling like someone smacked me in the head and is pushing my temples together.
I really want to go to the gym or do a P90X video, but all I want to do is sit on the couch and watch all the Project Runways I need to catch up on.
So, as I come within the month countdown to my 31st birthday, I am realizing that beer, my old friend, is no longer a friend of mine. I think I will have to put an end to this relationship!
2 comments:
Oh no! It's weird how the things we used to be just fine with hit us so much harder when we are older!
Sad!! Sorry you're feeling so badly!!
I'm gonna have to do the same thing because it has wheat in it {duh!} and I'm going gluten-free. *sigh*
When's your birthday? Mine's Sept 6th. I'll also be 31.
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