Can you still use the word “hangover” if no alcohol was involved? (Just a lot of Monster energy drinks and Pepsi.)
I stumbled out of bed at 7:10 this morning and let Liv and Ave sleep until 7:30. It took all the physical strength I could muster (and much persuasion–i.e., threats) to drag them out of bed. Poor things.
Nina just woke up, coughing/barking and crying because her sisters were already gone.
Gabe is still in bed.
We’re wiped, but this weekend was so worth it. I just felt God smiling at us the entire time. So many crazy blessings. So much quality time with people we love. Meeting sweet new friends. Rekindling old friendships.
Water slides, free food, Columbus Crew soccer, Barnes & Noble, Jack Hanna, Pillar.
My little one wants to cuddle, so I’m off to watch Super Why (a show about words–what could be better?) and eat an Everything Bagel with butter and Chive & Onion cream cheese.
So, I’m tired. And feeling a buzz. But it’s the best kind–that warm, fuzzy, no-nausea kind of buzz.
How are YOU feeling this morning, and why?