Most of the people in our house have the Post Party 'Em Blues.
The Taz went to bed at 7:30pm last night, and with the exception of a 6:00am bed hop,
didn't get up until 9:30am.
I had to have a check-yourself-before-you-wreck-yourself conversation after stepping off the scale.
My Chef has been grumbling something about a stiff neck from behind a pile of paperwork on his desk.
As for Bear Cub...well, she hasn't figured out that the party is over.
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