Spent a month THERE one night...

I might be pretty lame for staying in both Friday and Saturday nights, but waking up WITHOUT an intense urge to vomit, an indescribable headache, and regret?  Priceless.

And now I get to enjoy a Sunday Funday and watch Tebow get creamed again.  If only my Broncos weren’t suffering in the process…

I will NOT be drinking any bottomless mimosas this weekend.  Learned that lesson 2 weeks ago.  Nothing but beer today.

This time change is really screwing with me.  Like, I was totally excited to have an extra hour to lay in bed.  But my insomnia decided, “Hey awesome, I’m waking her up at 5am instead of 6am.  Suck it.”

So I’m up, and I may or may not drive the 45 minutes to Littleton for a Qdoba breakfast burrito.  Have you ever had a breakfast burrito from Qdoba?  Amazeface.

I think I will end that thought stream here.