And just when you were starting to think I was shallow...

I woke up at like 5AM and I couldn't open my eyes. It was like they were so dry that my eyelids couldn't slide over the surface of my eyeballs. When I finally managed to open them, I slid out of bed and went to the kitchen for a glass of water, then went back to bed.

When I woke up again at 9AM this morning I found this fabulous "still life" set up in my dining room: An empty bottle of champagne, a plastic sack full of clothes on the floor, the sofa cushions leaning against the wall, and my husband's folded work pants on the table.

What happened last night?

I vaguely remember playing a drinking game while watching the olympic figure skating competition. My friend Julie made up the rules:
1. Every time a skater jumps, you drink.
2. Every time a skater falls, you drink.
3. Every time a skater spins, you drink.

I don't recall much after that. I know the cute Japanese skater won gold, and the mousey American got Silver. The Russian girl who won Bronze looks like my last roomate in Brooklyn....but that's another story for another day.

Oh wait---I do recall climbing on my sleeping husband's back and giggling hysterically while he moaned in dissapproval. (Sorry David) I think I might have even bit him. (Sorry again David)

Anyway- that settles it. That's the last time I play a drinking game with Julie...while watching the olympics...for this year anyway.