By the end of the night I was comfortably fit in a pet habitat. Carol is a crazy cat lady, and apparently after a few glasses of vino, this seemed like a good idea. Please see the cat condo below. And yes that is my LEG in front of my head.
Soooo then the next morning I wake up and get a call from my dearest Chrissy, and she says that I need to come get her and take her to the eye doctor. She slept in her contacts and ripped part of her cornea off when taking them out. NOT fun, hurts like a motha.
While Chrissy was getting fixed up, Leah and I proceed to buy her an eyepatch. Insisting that she wear it to lunch.
And she did.
After the eye doctor adventure, we went to Harry’s for lunch… and stayed for 7 hours.
After lunch, and dinner at Harry’s, the girls and I decided we needed to get some more wine. And that is when I peed my pants in the Liquor Barn.