Guess everybody saw where I fell off the wagon again. We hid it pretty well, telling everybody who would buy it that I was sick.
And I was sick as I had some Morgan David after thirteen Margaritas. Well, several margaritas.
I don't know why I opened that Morgan David. Too sweet.
I think I'm sick again. Here I come commode Honey, are you ready for a big ole hug.
(Later) I should be out hugging babes instead of in here hugging a commode.
But here I go again...