Oof, my head. Yep, I am feeling a wee (LOT) bit hungover today. Still. At 7pm. Whoops! Last night Craig and I pulled off a pretty epic surprise for his dear girlfriend, and my dear friend Emilia's birthday. Both of her parents were there, who I love and was happy to catch up with, as well as our nearest and dearest. Amy even came up from NoHo and we had a sleepover! It was awesome. I definitely drank too much on an empty stomach and am very thankful for my husband for getting me home safe despite my insistence on wearing cowgirl boots on the ice (thanks again, babe). I think I have been taking my new motto "drinking for two" a little too serious, and I may need to start climbing up the slope to sobriety as the begin date for Operation Make Baby grows nearer. Maybe after this beer. Hey - you don't have to stop drinking for 9 months, so quit judging!
I find myself handling this new goal the same way I do most everything: lots of reading, researching and talking to my friends and family who have done it. So far, so good. I have been getting lots of advice and book recommendations and everyone has been so supportive and joining in on the excitement. This last part is really awesome, because its just the precursor to how awesome and supportive I know all my loved ones will be once there is something (and someone) to be excited about together. I say it everyday, but really, I have the best friends in the world.
Okay, enough baby blabber for now.
Despite my hangover I have been fairly productive. We made it to Mass this morning and I hung out a bit afterwards to chat with my fellow parishioners and didn't even throw up on anyone! Then I came home and took a nap to make sure I made it to my 3:00 yoga class. I made the poor decision to drink a Red Bull on my way to the gym, which resulted in a full-blown panic attack about 5 minutes before class started and me almost walking out of the gym with xanax in hand, but I decided to try and stick through it and I am so glad I did. It made me feel sooooo much better. My favorite teacher was leading, and she seemed to know exactly what I needed, lots of breathing and meditation and chest opening moves. Perfect. And I did something I have never done in my 10+ years of practice: my heels touched the ground in downward dog! Like, the whole time! I was so proud of myself that I even threw in a 30 minute cardio session. Woot woot!
Then, as if things couldn't get any better, I came home to a seriously romantic situation. Matty told me not to tell anyone, so I won't give details, but let's just say that I really do have the most amazing husband on the planet. He even paused the football game. No, really. He's seriously my favorite person.
So now I am sitting on the couch trying to not feel like death (still) and be a little productive, which isn't working so well, but at least I am blogging. That totally counts for something. Even though this may be the most random blog yet. It totally matches my scattered brain today.
The Golden Globes are on tonight! I am doing my annual volunteer project for MLK Day tomorrow and I get to have drinks with my HONO family tomorrow night! Next weekend is my day long training for Big Sister and my friend Hannah is going to teach me how to knit! I am leaving for Reno in a few weeks and get to see so many people that I love and we are even going to San Diego to visit my grandparents! Winter may suck, but things are all sunshine and rainbows for this lady! And check out that cat of mine; isn't he the cutest furball ever?