The Drunk Charlie Horse

I know, I know, I know. "I am going to post everyday so I am sure to do it". These are the words I said just  this past Monday and what did you find on the blog yesterday? NOTHING! I could blame my 12 hour work day or the fact that I posted an extra video on Thursday that was important, and I really wanted you all to absorb the material, but the fact is I had a long week and decided to come home, change cloths and PARTY!!!! So I met up with a cool bunch of Detroit's finest urban socialites and headed to a wonderful Cuban restaurant in downtown Detroit to have some sangria, food and many laughs.

The night ended with a caravan over to another hot spot for some dancing! Well in between spots I had a few more cocktails and let's just say a good time was had. The thing about a few more drinks is that it can have some horrible finishing results after the fun is over. There is the possible hangover, the sickness and the lack of memory when pictures are posted o FB of your night out. In the middle of the night I experienced "the too much fun demon" or in everyday terms the DRUNK CHARLIE HORSE.

I hate the Drunk Charlie Horse (sounds like a bar in Dallas). Here you are just trying to sleep your way back to sober and his PUNK butt comes around when you did nothing but an innocent mid sleep leg stretch and wakes you up drunk, in pain and rubbing like you've never rubbed before. This is just rude. Getting drunk is an art form and the Drunk Charlie Horse is like the art critic from HELL.

Bottom line is every time I endure the Drunk Charlie Horse I tell myself....no more "party nights" for me and then a few weeks later....I am back with that party crasher: Drunk Charlie Horse....repeating the same old lie.

Peace

You know after I said the word party a song popped in my head. It's a great weekend song so ENJOY!