over in a lot of ways.

The weekend is over...

I'm still hungover.

I've never been so exhausted.

Seriously. No joke.

my body hurts and my eyes are struggling to keep open.

I look like my dogs morning crap.

... yes I made it to work - no I am not gonna get a damn thing done today.

"Why does my body hurt so bad?" was the question of the day yesterday & yet still today. It never dawned on me until I was driving back from brunch...

 "Holy Poop, I just figured it out" were my exact words.

  I thought it would be okay to hold a 40 pound precious

little girl on my shoulders so she could see the parade better...

#Dammit.

I should have listened to Rachel {her mom} when she tried very hard to explain that

carrying a child on your shoulders is a mans job.  I'm over being "The Cool Mrs. Jess..." She never warned me that it would add age to me the next day - And Lacey is tiny. Really tiny. So tiny I'm embarrassed to explain how much my body is aching. I can't imagine a heavy child.



Besides the four hours of sleep Friday night, the seven hours Saturday night

& the six hours of sleep last night - I never slowed down not one bit.

I partied like a rock star.

We partied like we were in the movie OLD SCHOOL.

#truestory: "I like your green hat" was my quote of the weekend.

I even pretended to be Frank half the weekend. I may or may not have even done

the Frank the Tank impresonation... not once but twice -  

  

However, I had an amazing weekend.

One hell of a weekend.

So much fun. So many laughs. A lot of good memories with wonderful people.

I'm over being green. I'm over drinking beer. I'm over partying.

I'm over not having my beauty sleep.

A full St. Patty's Day/weekend  post will be up sometime this week.

For now, I'm over & out.