Marcus got drunk last night and that’s the very reason why I can blog today—a Saturday. A day we dedicated for us. A day supposedly spent with just the two of us. No works, no friends, no family calls. It’s OUR day of the week. Normally, I would feel incredibly guilty if I sit in front of my computer on a Saturday…but not today.
Marcus is there lying on the bed incredibly afraid to move because a slight movement makes him feel that he’s going to throw up. It’s almost 3:00 in the afternoon and he hasn’t eaten yet. He said it’s no use because he can’t contain the food that long anyhow. So yeah ok, being the good wife that I am, I am leaving him in peace. Haha.
I am very sure, he got 3 beers and 1 shot of Ouzo (I didn’t drink alcocholic drinks last night so I was not “too drunk” to know how many he had) but he looks and acts like he drank a whole bottle of vodka. This is amusing me so much. My husband is a changed man. He’s not used to alcoholic drinks anymore. Haha. That is what happens when guys get married.
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