The aches and pains that went through my entire body on Sunday morning were unreal. Now before you go judging the pregnant lady, let me explain.
A 30-something mother of three must have quite a tolerance built up to have a fun night out on the town if she does not wish the repercussions the next morning. I really didn't have an ounce of alcohol on Saturday night. And let me tell you, I felt terrible on Sunday. My whole body hurt. My feet were throbbing, my back was sore and my head was swimming.
You see, when you spend the majority of your life in lounge clothes (or pajamas) and tennis shoes, and then try to do a 6 hour stint in high heels, it will make a grown woman cry.
But we had a great time getting dressed up and going to Harvest Night!