The inevitable

Remember how I said I felt a bit of "breaking the drinking rule" coming on last Friday night? And remember how I said that homeless guy might have been a cautionary tale of what happens when you do?

This was me, on Saturday morning...

...sleeping on the family room floor (in my defense, I did not wake up there. I simply moved there later in the morning). There were no people doing bicycle kicks at me, but the Olympics were on, so it was a similar contrast.

A big thank you to Alex for documenting the event...it sure would be a shame if these little moments of personal glory weren't captured for posterity!

Update: My very caring boyf wanted to ensure that you got the full effect. So you have him to thank for this one too...

I do like that my copy of Grazia magazine was preserved for the second pic. Nice touch, AP.