I didn't win the Super Bowl but I still went to Disney.

Hi friends. As much as I would love to recap the Super Bowl today, it's going to have to wait until tomorrow. My anxiety is getting the best of me today and I just can't find it in me to give sign language guy the proper post he deserves. Tomorrow though, tomorrow will be his day to shine here on my interwebz space. Count on it.

Today I'm going to do the weekend racap thing because that's about all I can squeak out right now without further pushing myself closer to a full blown panic attack. Ain't anxiety grand?

On Saturday Man Friend and I did the Orlando thing and got ourselves some annual passes to Disney because we love nothing more than to pretend we are tourists. Ok, so not really that part, but having easy access to Disney comes in handy on weekends when we get bored. Or during the entire month of October for Food and Wine Fest. If you don't know about Food and Wine Fest, look it up and plan accordingly.

First stop was Magic Kingdom where I got myself a pair of sparkly Minnie ears because I am actually 6 years old. It was pretty much the most gorgeous day to be at Disney ever and the massive crowd proved that. After a brutal trip around Magic Kingdom, fighting kids on leashes and quadruple-wide strollers, we hauled ass to Epcot because we needed booze and a lot of it.

Is it ok to throw up a thumbs up these days? Do people still do that?

We frolicked around Mexico for a good while because that's where all of the goods are. And by goods I mean flights of tequila and fancy margaritas. Though I, for some god awful reason, selected a jalepeno margarita and it was equally as bad as it sounds. I really don't know what inspired me to order such a catastrophe. Lesson learned, big time.

We watched the sun set while drinking some wine and, yes, I regretted the wine/tequila/whiskey/beer combination very much the following day. My head may never forgive me. My liver, as well.

Yesterday was Super Bowl Sunday, one of my most favorite days of the year, and as I said earlier, that recap post is going to have to wait until tomorrow when I don't feel like a big sack of anxious mess. My ode to sign language man needs to be done from my normal brain. It's only right.