Bit of a Sloppy Start.
Last night, moderation wasn't exactly the secret word of the day. In the company of friends, we ate too much, we drank too much, and starting from 7:30 at night and spanning well into the wee hours of the morning, we laughed our heads off.
Maybe that's why my head hurts a small bit today?
Regardless of the empty Corona bottles we left in our wake, my blood sugars remained freakishly steady, holding between 89 mg/dl and 190 mg/dl and never hitting that "drinking low" that I sometimes encounter. And we had a damn good time.
2008 was rung in with style last night - dinner at Paragon in Providence, a few hours at the bar, and then a house party - and now I need a good night's sleep. Tomorrow, once the elephants in my skull stop trampling on my remaining brain cells, I will have something productive to offer.
Until then, Sausage says happy new year, too.