Sunday started out so lovely.

I woke up refreshed after a kick-butt HALLoween party put on by the hosts with the mosts. Props to Jamie, Heidi & Chris. And to Corrie, my decorating partner-in-crime.

First on the agenda: Make chocolate-covered strawberries. They’re my specialty!

I had two parties to attend, so they would be my contribution.

After I put them in the fridge to set, I was off to play five hours of Ultimate.

As Wes like to call it, I have developed Frisbee-ia—not be confused with Ultimate anorexia or bulimia. I’m not the only one who likes to put my body through such torture, though.

I headed home about 3:30, got cleaned up and left to attend party No. 1. It was Craig’s culinary cornucopia.

There I enjoyed good company while noshing on stuffed mushrooms, paprika cheese, focacia, spinach dip, mozzarella and sun-dried tomatoes, carrot cake, and more. And I had to wash it all down with a relaxing glass of red wine. Just ONE.

That was a mistake!

I left the party to head home and regroup for party No. 2—Todd & Michelle’s annual pumpkin carving. Only I never made it.

By the time I got to my condo, my head felt like it was going to split open at any moment. The searing pain made it difficult to stand and see straight.

It felt something like this:

I couldn’t believe it! All from ONE glass of red wine.

The red stuff, which has the potent flavanoid antioxidant, has been shown to help protect you from heart disease, cancer, gum disease and even neurological disease. The Yale-New Haven Hospital says flavanoids can help reduce bad (LDL) cholesterol and raise the good stuff (HDL).

After talking to Sarah, who had spent hours Sunday on Bayshore walking her bouncy boxer Celia, I realized we had virtually the same experience. She had a splitting headache later that evening that had taken over the right side of her head and eyeball. This was after she had A glass of wine.

It wasn’t until our resident hypochondriac, Dr. Phil, informed us that we likely suffered the ill effects of dehydration that it all clicked.

Take it from me, kids. Put a cork in dehydration by skipping the glass of wine after running around in the sun. Your head will thank you.