Didnt quite go to plan

Last night as per my previous post, as you guessed from the title, didn't quite go to plan.

The evening started off okay, at 6.30pm, we trundled down to the pub. There was one nice big sofa left that looked out on to the street. Husband was delighted as Man U and Blackburn, were still playing, which was being shown on the big screen (Man U won 1-0). The carnival came by about 7.30, as scheduled. My stepson (23)came into pub, with his girlfriend and bought us a drink!, even better. (this is the bit were it starts to go wrong).

We left the pub about 8.30pm, my intention then was to go home and be sensible. Trouble was by this time it all seemed like a good idea, and I desperately needed the loo. The nearest place with clean loos was the British Legion. We dived in there, obviously it would of been rude not to have a drink, or two. We then moved onto our local, not intending to go mad so that we both would not be feeling ill today.

My step sister, her boyfriend and her daughter (my step niece) who is mentally handicapped were in there. My niece is just adorable, she sadly has the mental age of around 6 or 7yrs even though she is 23ys. By this time I was starting to feel a little worse for wear, I even pulled by niece up in the pub for a dance, which she loves so much. It was only 10.00pm !!!

My step daughter (25yrs) then came into this pub, with her new boyfriend, who is in fact 19yrs her senior, and by all accounts a total waste of space. Clearly she was quite nervous of our reaction, as I explained to her, all we want is to see her happy. If he makes her happy, and treats her nicely then that is okay with us, despite his reputation.

All of the time the drinks were flowing, Step daughter bought us one, I seem to recall that I drank far more than I intended. Husband is sat on sofa, saying he cannot remember getting home, whilst it is a little bit hazy for me too. I am not feeling too bad yet, however, I think I might still be inebriated, hangover will probably kick in, in next hour or so. Incidentally I seem to have bent the frames on my glasses. The best nights out are the impromptu ones, this was a good one.

We were going to have a trip out today, I think that has been postponed a while.

Why does it always seem a good idea at the time?