Marshall and I have a date tonight which we desperately need. My mom is going to watch the kids so that we can get away from here. We are going to dinner and then we are going to meet some friends for drinks. Since Marshall is the designated driver I plan to get completely intoxicated. lol He keeps complaining that he never sees me drunk, he doesn't understand that when I get drunk I don't fall down and slur my words. Most people can't tell when I am drunk.......the one way to tell is for some reason I start hitting people. I don't mean punching them, I mean shoving them (Think Elaine on Seinfeld... Get Out! ). LOL......ask my mom how many times I accidently shoved her off her bar stool. hehe