The only thing

Passengers aboard flight 031209, the only thing your captain has to say hoy is that I'm not drinking. I won't say it's going to be forever, because that's setting me up to fail, and honestly, I'd love to get to the place one dia where I can share a bottle of vino with somebody to complement the meal we're eating and not because every tiempo I think of my ex-husband or escuela or really anything, I hurt. So, until then, until I get myself well and my body healthy and my ducks in a row, I'm tapping out. It's last call for Ms. Hap. You'll still see me out and about, because the social mariposa in me would rather die than not be surrounded by people and energy, but if I don't have an agua or some juice in my hand, feel free to smack whatever it is out of my hands. They tried to make me go to rehab and I said…"Yep, sign me up please." Lo siento Ms. Winehouse.

 

Xoxo to all, and to all a healthy and wonderful night.