Hung over hot mess i am

For some reason hangovers don’t hit me until the afternoon.  I am fine all morning, get work done, run errands, what have you  and then Blam- O.  Menopausal hot flashes, sucking back down puke before i spew and curling up in a ball in my bathroom where the tile is oh so cold and comforting like my grandmas soup.  A place where I don’t care if pubes stick to my face as i lay there in ecstasy waiting for my nausea  to pass. Its pure heaven.

Yes ladies I’m a catch.