The Best Hangover I’ve Ever Had
My wife informed me we were going to have a BBQ with some of her work friends, of course being the fun loving guy that I am, I didn't argue. It was a cool night of grilling, chatting with her friends, beer, some booze and eventually some drunken Guitar Hero. Two of the gals were pregnant; one so pregnant it looked like she was going to pop in the middle of my living room. (You haven't lived until you watch a woman in the 9th month of pregnancy play "Barracuda", by the way). So my wife got to live vicariously through them in all things baby. All in all it was a fun night, and I settled in for a nice night of blissful uninterurpted drunken sleep.
When I used to drink back in the day I would always sleep in late. If the boys and I had torn it up the night before it was a miracle to see me before noon. The morning after one expectionally crazy night I slept until 7 pm the next day. But for some reason, in the last 2 years or so, I wake up early when I drink. The day after the BBQ was no different. I woke up around 7 and began my hangover routine: pound some water, take four Advil and settle into a comfortable position on the couch to wait it all out and contemplate where I will dining on greasy breakfast food. Recently, my wife had been sleeping in more than usual, so I let her sleep and enjoyed some DVR'ed shows. Around 11 or so I hear a bunch of rukus going on upstairs; it sounds like two racoons wrestling. . . . I then hear my wife scream "ADAM!!". Slowed by dehyrdation, my brain was slow to process everything. . . could two racoons have broken into the room and started a Battle Royale? It's possible, right? I got up from the couch and started upstairs only to see my wife standing there holding a small plastic stick in her hand.
No words needed to be spoken. The pee stick in her hands and look on her face told me everything I needed to know. I'm going to be a dad!
My wife comes down the stairs and says "It's positive" as I gave her the biggest hug I have ever given anyone. A tsunami of emotion washed over me and to tell you the truth, I can't exactly remember what happened next or what more was said.

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