I am in DC.

Highlights thus far:

1. The night before, HDHusband tells me he has a toothache and might not make the trip to DC after all. Wakes up in the morning and all is well, thanks to antibiotics and pain meds.

2. Flight is relatively uneventful, except for someone in the row ahead of us who is letting out the spicy burps. GOD AWFUL. But, I got to read my Rolling Stone magazine and listen to my MP3 player - all big things, when you aren't traveling with a toddler in tow.

3. Arrive at hotel, make reservations and head out to Restaurant Nora's. Had a fantastic dinner (all organic, really good stuff) and cabbed it back to hotel.

4. Decide to have nightcap at the hotel bar with HDH. Creepy Dude sidles up, drunk, buys us another round and gives me a toast "in Swedish". What the fuck did he say? Something about "flowers, roses and fucking", he says. Tells me his name is "Derek, you know, like Bo". And then asked if I wanted to hear the toast in Finnish. Nope, no thanks.

5. Come back up to the room, and it's a baaaaaaaaaaaaad thing. I'm wasted, apparently. Of course, my husband's version of the story is much better. And maybe when I'm nice, I'll let him tell it on said blog. To summarize (in his words): "you were driving the porcelain bus". Yuck. HATE THAT. I also came up with a few 'rules' that shall only be repeated in private to friends. GOOD LORD. Never agin. Ever.

6. This morning, hungover. Bad.

Ordered in, got ready, met up with FYRCHK. YAAAAAAY!!! Mama!!

7. Went into Virginia, had lunch with IFyrchk, HDH and IrishFyrGirl, saw Fyr's cute apartment, met her dad and ADORALBE dog, and saw the battlefield .... which made my husband extremely giddy. Oh, and my husband also recounted to Fyrchk and IrishFyrGirl the debauchery that was last night, and Fyrchk laughed so hard she cried.

8. Came back to hotel with Frychk, and we will be going to dinner shortly with a group o' folks. I feel much less like death and ready to have a good time again.

I hate hangovers.

Chocolate martini's are the devil.

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