I would write more, but my head is throbbing!

I celebrated at Chevy's and got completely drunk.

As this photo can attest, I had a margarita and when the waiter asked if I wanted another, I thought and said, "Why not?"

The thing is, they didn't have any more clean margarita glasses, so they put the next one in a tall iced tea glass.

I figure four margaritas could fit in that glass.

Things were going good, then it hit me like a wall, "I'm DRUNK!" I couldn't drive and I could barely walk, so Steve offered to drive me home, but I didn't think I could get a drive back the next day to get my car, so I sat in my car for a few hours by the road waiting for my condition to change.

When the sun came up I drove home.

Now my head is throbbing and I'm wishing the French had won!