I am back. I actually made it through Friday evening unscathed. Sweet alcohol....eases the pain. Or at least masks temporarily until the the heavier drugs kick in. In any event, it's Saul Goode (or it's all good).
I did not feel the urge to smack anybody. There was still some whining going on but it was the Wife's cousin's 4 year old. It was short but I would have sent her packing on the first hint of whining. I cannot take that sound.
It is time to drink to the Madman. It is all about the booze right now. That is the way life should be. Drunken holiday!!!!! Woo-hoo!
That is all for today. I have to start writing things down and typing and I will. I am finding my voice again. Oddly, it is coming out of my fingers. Which makes me wonder what is coming out my other orifices, but that may be a story for another day.
Ciao!
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