Trashbag...

So here I am with yet another hangover. I can't remember the last weekend that I didn't have one. Actually, since we moved into our new house, there has been something on every weekend, and when there's been nothing to celebrate we've called drinks on deck, and hung out here with friends for drinks.... on the deck obviously.

I woke up feeling very remorseful and thinking perhaps I'll have a very quiet night tonight. But then I remembered in my inebriated state last night I invited people over.... for drinks. So there goes that idea. It's a gorgeous day outside, the sun is shining - and I've closed all the blinds so that it's blinding dazzle doesn't interrupt my hangover cure, which is sitting on the couch with a glass of cordial, watching a movie until it gets closer to the time I have to get up, clean up, and perk up....

Last night one of my best mates graduated from Goulburn Police College. I took the day off and went to see him graduate, and it was so awesome to be there and see him in his uniform, finally a police officer after 9 months of hard work and sacrifice. The ceremony was great, although about 12 people fainted or came close to - standing out on the parade ground in their uniform including leather jacket for such a long time in the heat would have been pretty uncomfortable. So last night's celebration was for him, he and his wife shouted their family and friends dinner, and then we headed out to Kingston. I must admit, I'm usually one of the last to leave these things, partly because I'm having so much fun and partly cause I don't want to miss anything! Had a great night, but am feeling it today. Off to watch a movie!