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We found the liquor bottles. It turns out I was a bit more toasted than even my husband can remember.



I searched the house and finally found the bottles stashed behind a couch. I must have really been thinking I didn't want ANYONE taking my liquor.

I'm in a horribly mean mood today. I can't stand brown nosing, suck up co-workers. I'm venting here so it doesn't have to show here at work.



This woman could grate on the nerves of a saint. I've never seen anyone be so far up the bosses ass and still have room to breath. Hell, he could burp and you'd smell her perfume (which is horrible, I might add).



This situation only goes to prove the saying.."it's not what you know, it's who you know". She has no clue how to do her job and instead of asking for help from those that could help her, she fucks the boss so it won't matter if she screws up or not. Ok, that was a little harsh...she's not fucking him, I'm sure...it's probably just a blow job or two..



I know I'm sounding pretty petty about now...but like I said...I'm venting here, so I'm clear at work. Besides, I don't care what it sounds like here.

Saturday night we go out dancing with several friends. We took with us a bottle of Crown and a bottle of DeSorano. Great time! Lots of dancing and obviously, lots of drinking.



We left that night both bottles in hand...stopped off at some friends to finish the night out and the next morning both bottles are missing.



Now mind you...the daughter that drove us home says she knows they were in the car because she made sure they weren't going to be rattling around. At our friends' house...we offered to bring the drinks, but he said he had plenty.



My son and his best friend are the only other obvious suspects...I'm gonna let them sweat it out a bit though..