Never Too Old

I am pleasantly inebriated - I know I shouldn't admit that but it's true.  Three Blue Moons in a casino which I could only indulge in knowing I wasn't going anywhere tonight.  I would never do this in front of my 22 year old son....well, there was that one time with the wine on a work night -  but for the most part, I don't over-indulge often or with my kids around.  It feels really good to 'let my hair down' (well, it's short but looks a little tousled) and have a fun night -

I'm not winning so that's the only not great thing.  But losing is helping me 'let go' - I'm winding down my gambling and this will be the last trip anywhere with slots for awhile.  I've got better things to do with my time (not to mention our money).

It's approaching 11PM and dinner was at 10:20 - a great cheeseburger, fries and pumpkin pie milkshake.  A pre-hangover cure, I hope.  (I really don't feel that 'under the influence' but you never know).

My only regret may well be that I did not bring any meds with me - so a heartburn filled night awaits. Time for sleeping with big, cushy pillows to prop me up - and sleeping mostly on my left side....

I have a noon check out time so will sleep in, get some work items going, play a little more (watching for machines with set progressives that hit by a certain amount - if I can catch one that's close, it could be mine...) and then head home.

It's been really fun to have this early-week get away.  I needed it.  But I've sure missed hubby.  And son.  And other son though he's far away.

Time for sleep.