Not in my twenties anymore.

We had a fantastic weekend. Fantastic!

We got to hang out with some of our favorite people. No kids. Lots of delicious food. Fabulous concert. And laughing til I peed myself. Just a little.

I love the friends that you don't have to see everyday ( or even see every 10 years) and yet you can still pick up right where you left off as if no time has passed.

But the thing I realized, is that I am not physically capable of staying up til 3 in the morning talking, without paying for it heavily the next two days.

We got home at 8:30 last night, after having been up til 3 the night before.
We tucked the kids in bed and we were out at 9.

When the alarm went off at 6:40, I literally thought, "why is the alarm going off? it's still nighttime!"

After almost 10 hours of sleep, Jeff and I were still so tired, and it has yet to be any better.

Anyone else feel this way?

I'm hoping that by tomorrow I will feel normal again.

Big thanks to Brad and Karen for hosting. Big thanks to Karen for helping me gain 2 pounds in 24 hours thanks to her INCREDIBLE cooking. And big thanks to everyone for helping me feel 25 again. At least mentally.

And SUPER big thanks to my brother in law Scott for driving the 4 hours home while the rest of us slept.

Now I think I'm going to take a nap. Oh yes I am.