Last night my husband and I went out with friends to celebrate a birthday. We went to a new place in town that was really fun! They had a few bands, and street tacos, and wonderful waitstaff. We drank. We danced. We partied like it was 1999! Whelp, this morning my body reminded me that it is not, in fact, 1999. That was 15 years ago and my head won't quit hurting and my stomach hates me. I have eaten the requisite greasy food and downed water and Advil, and yet the pain continues. I AM OLD. Humor an old woman with your tales of fun?