slow recovery

So yesterday was my birthday, as many of you know (thanks for all the birthday wishes via mail, email, text message, facebook, etc...it made me feel pretty impressive).  I had originally planned a quiet dinner with my nearest and dearest, only to discover that my coworkers had been surreptitiously planning a party of their own.  After a week of back and forth and demands that I move my dinner plans back, I decided to stop fighting the inevitable and combined the two events.

Which means that by about 5:05 yesterday I was at a bar downstairs and had a drink in my hand.  I didn't leave until 10:30, by which time I'd had a really good birthday and many, many drinks.  Don't worry, Mom, I was still fully functional and I got a ride home so I was completely safe. :)

I think my coworkers and my friends enjoyed meeting each other, if only to put faces with names of people I talk about constantly (I'm a talker.  You all know this about me.).  Plus everyone had a whole new audience for the "Roast of Jessie" portion of the evening, so that was nice.


The benefit of drinking with one of your bosses is when he tells you, "you know, you can come in tomorrow around 11, I think that would be ok" because he's one of the ones who keeps ordering you drinks.

I did make it in to work at 9:30 this morning, but I would by lying if I said I wasn't feeling the pain of last night's shenanigans.

Things that have not helped with my headache today:

1 - My boss coming into my office this morning, putting one hand on each side of my head and shaking (she found this hilarious, I found it mean-spirited and unfriendly.  But also kind of funny).

2 - The REALLY loud (but very nice) lady who came in and stood in my office doorway talking to someone else and it felt like she was shouting next to my ear drum.

3 - The constant jackhammering that has been going on across the street at the construction site ALL DAY LONG.

I am looking forward to getting home tonight, curling up on my couch and watching the first season of True Blood which I got on DVD for my birthday.  If I make it past 9:00 it'll be a miracle.

If anyone can make sense of this post, it'll be a miracle.  I have this feeling that what I think makes sense really doesn't make sense right now.  Oh well.