Girls were made for dresses and when they wear them out on the town prefer to be drunk.

Usually morning is a time of recovering when us ladies have been out the night before. However, this morning all I had to recover from was babysitting(and that doesn't require too much recovering). Last night at 9.30, after wrestling the idea of going out all day, myself and Hazel were in bed in our pajamas with a DVD ready to start. Then, with timing like in the movies, right before the movie started my phone rang. It was our dear friend Lorna, all ready to go out. I explained to her that we were in bed and not able to go anywhere, too tired and full since dinner. Lorna was very disheartened and told me that she was already dressed with her false eyelashes on and really wanted to go out. When we told her we weren't going out she said "oh, I guess I'm not going out either then". When we hung up we wrestled the idea of going out again, a fight we thought was long over. We felt that she should have rang us sooner but even though she left it so late we felt bad and went out anyway. However getting out of bed was trouble and one of the most difficult things I may have ever done. But of course, I found my dress and was ready in a moment(roughly 45 minutes later). Lorna arrived and after a blissful battle to keep her in the house for as long as possible she decided it was time to go. Reluctant as we were we decided to go with her and escorted her to the Castle. Both Hazel and I were sober. The place was very different while sober. When drunk it's full of guys'n'gals, dancing away carelessly, having a good time. When sober it's full of careless people jumping around like crazy people, banging into others, disregarding their attempt to have fun. It's not very enjoyable. However, Hazel and I had a job to, we weren't there to have fun. It was a tough battle, saving her(Lorna) from herself. We think we get by alright when we're drunk with a few little mistakes along the way, but the amount of times we had to stop her making those mistakes was uncountable. It made me wish I had two sober babysitters for me when I'm drunk; they might be able to stop me making such an idiot of myself in the future. Of course though, my new year's resolution is to stop making such an idiot of myself while drunk(and this is without the minders) but I fear I will only break it 10 seconds(or less) into 2010. However, I am actually determined to keep it this year as last year I somehow managed to keep my resolution of quitting all alcohol for 5 1/2 months. During that time I was able to stop myself destroying any dresses by being an idiot (like when drunk) and thus many remained. However, over 6 months since my reintroduction to alcohol I have indeed lost many dresses to drunken antics. But of course, I will continue to wear my dresses while out, drunk or sober, as girls were made for dresses, and we're just too fabulous to resist.