Today I'm suffering the effects of the dreaded hangover. I haven't had one for quite some time and being reunited? It does not feel so good. It's like someone pressed the slow-motion button (He he, at least I'm up and showered and bloggin!) on me. I went out with friends last night and had a great time. I'm pretty sure I did not act a monkey, which is always fabilis to wake up and know you kept your ladylike manners together even while imbibing.
Okinawa has a service called Daiko, which involves 1 taxi and 2 drivers, who pick you up and drive your car home for you while you lead in the taxi, giving your best shot at directions in Japanese to your taxi driver friend.
So I am home, safe. But on a thunderstormy day like today, feelin the way I do, I just want blankets, some hot cocoa, some of my baby's Snack Size Valentine's Day Butterfinger bars, and movie after movie on dvd....with the volume turned down very low, if you please.