|Our friend's foster kitten on the table. He was a party cat for sure.|
We made it to bed after the friends left and I surprisingly didn't feel too shabby. For a little while I though I was going to be OK. Four am rolls around and that's when the fun began. I lost my dinner. Ew, I know. That's what I was thinking. I crawled back into bed hoping that was the end of it. Eight am the alarm goes off and thank goodness it did because I had to puke again. I felt like hell.
We had tickets to watch the live Smodcast Hollywood Babble-On recording with Kevin Smith and Ralph Garman live!!!! If you have not checked it out I recommend you do so. After you read my post. :-) I love getting out of town and Dave was psyched to go see the show. We had a date with writer, director, actor, cool person extraordinaire Kevin Smith so come rain or shine, hangover or whatever, we were going to Hollywood dammit!
I packed, lay on the couch for a minute, packed again, puked again and told Dave we better get in the car and go otherwise I wasn't going anywhere. You know how you feel better right after you puke? I decided we better ride that wave to get me out of the house. I grabbed my overnight bag, my purse, and a garbage bag for well, you know.
We eventually made across the cruel desert with me either moaning, or puking, or sleeping. I think I probably lost it a total of three times on the way.
And what a guy Dave is. He was able to maneuver the L.A. traffic, pat my back, say nice soothing things to me, and not get sick himself while I barfed for the final gut wrenching time. By 5pm I was feeling a little better hangover-wise but totally wiped out.
|Here's Dave Driving. I took this a couple years ago. There is no way I took any during that car ride.|
|Kevin Smith on the left, Ralph Garman on the right = awesome! We had some great seats and lots of laughs.|
We cannot wait to go back!
And I promise that I shall never betray the wine Gods again. That was way way too dirty for Dirty Wine Girl.