|Yes, this is a pink lemonade combination. Yes, I was fly.|
First, I have noticed that the morning after a long night, My personal belongings are typically strewn about in a 50 foot radius of the front door. This means, purse, earrings, shoes, and perhaps an article of clothing or two. It is guaranteed, half the contents of my purse are sitting nearby, because of course, I have to find my blackberry so that I can do some drunk dialing. Unfortunately, here in Africa I have noone to DD...yet. I would have called to the States, but hey those calls are too expensive to discuss random buffoonery.
I also have noticed when I wake up, I instantly start to replay the evening in my head step by step. Checking my mental notes to ensure I didn't offend anyone or just say something rude. We know my sense of humor is crass and in Africa it is consider even more crass. Don't worry though, I have added that to the habits to change for survival list. Yesterday night I was successful in not offending anyone, in fact, I was the belle of the ball..or at least with the other boozers that is.
|The car is leaning harder than me|
I did crack up though this morning though, on my way to breakfast, when I noticed the car was parked in between the lines, but leaning to the right. SMH. I guess some things just never change. Well, let me get on my water and afternoon nap. After all, it has been a long night.
Until next time Smooches.