I'm not 22 anymore

I know it's a shock right? With every passing day I get closer to 30 and further from my college days. However, I still feel 22, granted a mature 22. This past weekend proved to me how wrong I am.

This weekend hubby, a friend of ours and myself went on a bar hop. I had never been on a bar hop before but since 1/2 the people in our group were people hubby and I knew from our jobs we were sure to have fun.

We met at a bar in town and has a drink before we hopped into one of the 2 vehicles that would be transporting us for the evenings festivities and headed out to continue our quest.

Bad jokes flowed as quickly as the beer. By bar 5 several members (myself not included) were singing karaoke. One particular elderly lady shocked us all when she sang and gyrated through Clarence Carter's "Strokin". (surprised she didn't have a stroke with all the excitement)

By the time we got to bar 7 we saw a moped ladened down with cases of beer in front of the bar and I was still on pace to have 1 drink per establishment. My male counterparts, however, had no such limitations.



At Bar 8



Upon our arrival at establishment 8 I grabbed my drink at the bar, started drinking, and looked around for hubby. He was nowhere to be seen. Thinking he was in the restroom or outside on the phone I didn't give it much thought. A few minutes later our friend came and got me, hubby was no longer holding down the 15 drinks he has previously consumed. It seems as though our night had come to an end.

A quick call to my sister (she and boyfriend were babysitting my little girl) and we were picked up and taken home. After having help to get him downstairs and situated hubby slept/puked the night away. I felt fine but was ready for bed.

Lucky for me I felt fine on Sunday and little girl slept through the night with no problems... Hubby wasn't do lucky. Took poor guy all day to recover and he has sworn off alcohol for a while now. (since he usually only has 2-3 drinks a week this isn't anything life changing).

I suppose that several years ago I could have exceeded the amount  I drank, however I was stupider then and now I am more unaware of my limitations so I would have been sick as a dog. After seeing hubby do that I feel as though I am proud of being 27, even if that does mean I'm nearly 30.