What a way to go!

Don't worry, no one died, but I'm talking about 2010.

Last night Natalie and I went to a Christmas party at a friend's house. They are new friends to us and they are very cool people. Natalie was so cute and she drank a whole bottle of wine. I was DD and we got home safe. She danced through the house like a nymph and giggled for a few hours until she finally settled down to sleep.She mad one memorable comment and I want to share it. She told me "I'm not that Drunk. Aha!" It was so hilarious.

Neither Natalie or myself drink very often, but I've noticed something we have in common, we're both very happy when we're drunk. There's no anger, or frustration, just happiness and laughing.

Earlier this week I was celebrating finishing my college degree. I drank way too much (even for me) and ended up floundering around the house with a goofy smile on my face. At one point I told Natalie that she looked like "Stitch" from Disney's "Lilo and Stitch" and then jumped up and ran into the bedroom. She though that I was running to get the movie, but we don't even own the movie. I just had to pee!

I have a theory about drunk people. If they are happy when they are drunk, they are probably happy with themselves and the life they lead. Sad, angry or frustrated: well, I believe they correspond. So, a simple word to the wise. Before you marry, see your partner drunk at least twice, strictly for scientific purposes. Cheers!