This Is a Good One... I Think!!

When my husband and I were just starting out dating, we may not have even been dating yet... this was a few years back, we had a party at a friends apartment.  I decided that I wanted to drink a whole bottle of Sutter Home wine.  Yuck!!  But, I did it anyway, and, from here on is a second party account because I don't remember it!!  But my husband says that he was walking me back to my apartment and I fell down and told him to leave me there because I was enjoying looking at the stars, well, he finally picked me up and carried me to my apartment (well, my friends, where I was staying).  He got me all situated on the bed and then I jumped up and ran to the bathroom and puked like the whole bottle back up.  Finally, when I was done throwing up, I passed out in the hallway by the bathroom and he was trying to get me to go to bed, and I wouldn't get up... I kept telling him he didn't love me, and he said that if he didn't love me, then why had he been holding my hair back while I threw up.  I ended up calling the bull sh!t card on him ... long story.  But he finally got me back to bed.  I woke up the next morning feeling very sheepish, to say the least.
sdanamarie sdanamarie
22-25, F
Jan 23, 2007