I’m now guilty of Blogging Under the Influence.
Yep, four beers (shouldn’t it technically be beer since you don’t put the ‘s’ on deer?) – that’s all it takes to get my cheeks all warm and red.
I don’t really have any more to say – I just thought it would be fun to blog while buzzed. (Although I’m sure I’ll regret it later. I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve had to backspace to correct my intoxicated typos!)
I really wanted to write about the 2 and a half hours of my life that I can’t ever get back after I let a Kirby vacuum salesman into our house. (I really wanted to tell you about it but I’m afraid I really needed the beer after the experience. Stay tuned for the next post on why you shouldn’t ever answer your door to people you don’t know – that is unless you entered the Publishers Clearing House or the person has your amazon.com order or a bouquet of flowers!)
Say what?