Mungover Monday

Is that a thing? I feel certain a play-on-words about an overall weekend hangover is something we can make a thing, y'all.

Not only am I hating being back to work today and dealing with "real life" because my weekend was sock-rockin', but it's technically a holiday and I'm technically still working 8:30-5:00... whadafuuuuuk? 

I mean, the angry Postal Service workers get to sleep in today, why can't a sweet-but-tired Marketing Director do the same thing?!  

Ah well, c'est la vi.

But back to that awesome weekend, about which many of you were likely already updated via Instantagrammer. AKA - I posted a few pictures involving alcohol, which is basically a summary of the entire weekend. Just my style.  :)

Really, I was only answering the very imperative question City High asked when I was a youngster...

What would you do..... If your garage beer fridge looked like this?

Drinky drinky, of course!

Relaxing Saturday a.m., mimosas in hand bright and early!

And then shenanigans like this happened, starting at 4:30...

Which led to further shenannies, such as Glenn giving us a little reenactment.

Drop it low, baby, drop it so low.

I took super duper cute selfies, so there's that.

And then moved on to photoshooting my dog, which is totally crazy dog lady behavior normal.

 And all those sillies lead to business like this the next morning.

Best hangover cure ever, and finding beer pong balls in odd places, like the tea basket. Standard.

And then I give you, the reason there are rarely pictures of Erin and me together... Most turn out like the left.

And then the three-fingered gang sign was a "W, because we won beer pong!!!"
Yes, Sunday Funday indeed.

In summation today, kids, we learned that every once in a while, Alexa likes to celebrate weekends in a way about which her mother would not be proud.
Except she probably would, because my mom is kinda ridiculously awesome.

What's that thing the cool tool kids are saying these days?
Right... YOLO.