Hubby and I had a party last night. Just the two of us (and the Dawg). We dug out all our favourite CD's and put them on (too loudly) and sang and danced and generally had a right old time of it.
We also drank Wayyyyyyyyyyy too much. We're paying for it today. The living room looks like it threw up, there are CD's and cases everywhere, and empty bottles and glasses.
We are shuffling around clutching our heads and tutting at each other. We didn't go to bed until after 2 and didn't get out of it again until noon.
I think we're regressing, if such a thing is possible. But how can you regress when you never grew up in the first place? It beats me 
