Happy New Year Skepchick readers.
I’m typing as softly as I can, because I know some of you are nursingÂ one mother honey of a hangover right now. Last night is no doubtÂ a blur, and hopefully you woke up nude or partially dressed with someone warm and at least mildly attractive next to you.
If you’re not nauseous, you’re going to need something greasy to eat and about a gallon and a half of water soon, just to feel human again. But I won’t offer any homespun remedies, other than the tried and true cure for the hangover: Keep drinking.
At any rate, try not to breathe on anyone, turn the lights and music down low, put on some warm, fluffy socks or some slippers, letÂ your bathrobe hang open wide, and let’s use the first Afternoon Inquisition of the new yearÂ to commiserate:
Did you do anything crazy last night? If so, what?Â And if you’re hungover, how are you dealing with it?
And those of you smart enough not to get caught in the trappings of a New Years Eve party,Â feel free toÂ share with us what you did toÂ begin another trip around the sun as well.