B Luc wrote:No worries. I know Friday is family day for you.
I'm trying to figure out how I got home. I'm sure I walked, but the sun was coming up. Not sure what happened.
sounds like a helluva birthday celebration to me, unless you were roofied. There is nothing like coming home when other people are going to work....
I was instantly reminded of an incident a loooong time ago (the 80's) where my cousin, who drove us in to town that night, got abolutely trashed and then despite everyone keeping an eye on him he was snuck off and he left the bar in Kenmore Square at 1:00. He didn't remember leaving the bar and his next memory was driving around in Marshfield at 6:00 a.m. He was lucky he didn't kill someone and to this day he has no idea how he ended up in Marshfield as he didn't know anyone who lived there and he actually lived in Waltham.