AAAAAAADDRRIIIIIIIIIAAANNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!

Yes - Friday night was one of those Rocky moments! Not really, we just drank way too much with AT (Adrian) and JaNae and I (being slightly childish) want to yell this at him every time we see him. We don't, but in our heads we do :)

Friday at work ended up putting me in a terrible mood - luckily, a few of the guys at work wanted to go out for a drink. We head to the bar around the corner (not a pub, this place was classy) and they of course don't have Cider. Fine....Janae and I end up splitting a lovely bottle of wine (didn't realise we'd ordered a bottle, but it worked out) while the guys hit the tap. Being the only two women there, we felt a bit like we were invading the boys club; but their stories were hilarious, so we just sat, listened, and pounded the wine. I think we were only there an hour before everyone decided to head home. I can't feel my face by this time, JaNae is feeling pretty good, and AT is still up for a drink. The three of us head to a pub down the street and proceed to drink 3-4 more drinks maybe. I wasn't counting, but enough to make at least two of us very drunk.

I won't bore you with the details of the pub, but we'd like to give a shout out to AT. Here's to the funniest brit we've met - cheers AT!!!

Some where in the 9pm hour, we decide JaNae needs to eat; and trust me, if she doesn't eat things get really bad! AT doesn't ever eat, so he heads home. Nae and I hit up the Pizza Express down the street. I order a pizza and Nae gets back from the bathroom; she's looking a bit funny. "You got sick, didn't you?" "Yes". OK - the pizza was ready and I get it in a take-away (to-go) box. We are heading to the tube - at this point our good time is limited. We eat a couple pieces of pizza on the way and luckily only have to wait about 5 minutes for the right train to come. We sit on a fairly empty carriage (sissy word, I know) and Nae proceeds to close her eyes. She opens them to look at me and I can tell our night is about to drastically go downhill. She made it about 6 stops, past Earl's Court, before picking up the pizza box and just letting it all go!!! Once I saw the puke come from mouth and nose, I knew we were in for it!! She was very graceful and simply closed the pizza box, set it on the floor of the tube and cleaned herself up with my wet wipes. People got on the train at the next stop and even sat next to us!!! By the next stop, it was coming on again. We depart the train and she lets it go on the platform. We stayed there for about 10 minutes until she could bring herself to make the next two stops home. We make it home in about 15 minutes and start praying to the porcelain God. After a while, we both think it has to be done. Garbage by the bed, we both pass out. At some point, Janae wakes up again only this time to eat. Ewwww....don't ask me how she did it, but she was hungry. I of course wake up and....wait....what is this coming on.....ugh - I've got to puke now!!! My episode only last a few minutes then I head to bed again. Janae proceeds to pass out while her food cools off. She wakes up we-don't-know-how-long later and finishes off her cottage pie (mashed potatoes on top of meat and gravy). Then passes out again on the couch. I woke up about 8 and ran to the living room to make sure she was OK.....all was good. She woke up a while later and came to the bedroom. Still not feeling the best, she passes out again. As I'm writing this, it is 1:15pm: I'm still in my pajamas but feeling like I could be normal. JaNae just walked out of the bedroom still looking like she did on the tube.

Folks....it's gonna be a long day.