I think I'm still hungover...

So, the craft show on Saturday sucked balls! It was really, really awful and a complete waste of my time. I made $126.00. $113 of that was from family/friends that came by and $35 of that I haven't even collected yet. It was at a church and I think it's one of those weird brain-washy type churches. Let me give you some examples why...Number one, the guy set up across from me was selling wood carved crosses, jesus faces, and other religious artifacts. Every child that walked in ran straight to his table passing up mine!!! WTF? I sell mostly kids things. Very colorful and fun thing. Toy chests, purses - shit that any kid would run towards begging their parents to open up their tight ass wallets to buy something for them. This happened on a few occasions. Another example was the 8th grade kid that was selling things of his own that came to talk to me and proceeded to tell me that he was home schooled. I think he may have been smarter than me. Intellectually anyway, I'd like to see that kid out in the mean streets of D.C.! Yeah...I'll teach him. Whatever, it sucked. I ended up packing up early and we headed to NYC a little earlier than planned.

We got to New York, met up with the crew and proceeded to drink...and drink...and drink...Hit some of our fave bars. Someone kept ordering shots of rumplemintz, don't ask me why, and don't ask me why I kept drinking the shots of Scope but I did! I also did shots of tequila and honestly I don't know what else. I wish I could show you pictures but my drunk ass only took pictures of the amazing Christmas decorations in this one bar we went to. I know, lame but it really was amazing, the whole ceiling is layered with lights and fake trees, and bulbs. It kind of made you feel like you wanted to just sleep there under the lights. Anyway, like I said, quite lame, i know. And I wish I could tell you what happened after 5am but I really don't remember.

It all started to come back to me on Sunday when the delayed hangover started. The burger and tater tots didn't do the trick. Even shopping wasn't that enjoyable. I managed to spend $130 on clothes but the damage I could have done if I felt better would have been phenomenal, guess it's better I felt like I could hurl at any moment. Note to self, avoid cabs in new york city when hung over...

So, blah, blah, blah...came back on Monday. 7am Amtrak home. The Sweet one and I slept all the way from Penn Station in New York to Penn Station in Baltimore! It was nice. We got into D.C. around 10am then I had to go to work and that sucks ass!

The Sweet One and I are leaving tonight for Duck, North Carolina where his parents have a beach house. Their fam does Thanksgiving there every year and we go there every other year and this my dears is one of those years. I am so damned excited. I am going to sleep my face off. Then I'm gonna go running. Then I'm gonna eat. Repeat...

I don't know if I'll be taking the computer so if not i hope that all of you have a wonderful Thanksgiving and you share it with people that you love, or at least can tolerate for a few hours so you can eat some yummy food. And to all of you planning to fry your turkeys - please, for god's sake, don't burn the house down! To all of the Canadians, I'll be thinking about you too even though your day already passed.

Time to eat turkey bitches!