Yesterday was a total loss, and I mean total. We woke up... the first time... at 0815, but only to take two Aleves, drink two large glasses o' water, and then it was back to bed... err... couch. Four hours later we got up, opened the blinds, and saw our patio furniture was halfway to Clovis. So we went outside and retrieved the stuff and rearranged it in a wind-proof manner. In so doing we noticed that we had left the porch light on all night and the door unlocked. This, in addition to spending the night on the couch.
Yeah, I'd say we had a good time. My very brief post yesterday mentioned the fact hangovers hurt worse than I remember. I'd also forgotten about that semi-nauseous, off-center feeling that accompanies every hangover, AND the fact that said feeling remains long after your head quits pounding, which is the very worst part of a hangover. Aleve mitigates the headache, but there ain't nuthin' you can do to right a listing ship... you just gotta wait until the bilge-pumps finish doin' their thang.
We're better today, thank ya. This particular experience was mild-to-moderate as hangovers go and didn't even come CLOSE to crackin' the Top Ten Hangovers of All Time, just to keep thangs in perspective. We gave thanks to The Deity At Hand.