Happy Turkey Day!

Nov 22, 2007 11:55


So I never write in this but Mary inspired me to write a little "suttin suttin".....oh what a delicious but dangerous bev!

So it's 11:30am on Turkey Day and I'm hella hungover and grouchy. Whoever decided that it was a good idea to go out and get trashed on Thanksgiving Eve was a sadist.  Granted I had a really fun time last night especially the delicious drink and dancing at our little detour to the gay bar.  Surprisingly, me being the so-called "hag" that I am, I've never been to a gay bar before and it really was a good time.  Yummy but strong girlie drinks (which hello are the best kind), fun dance music, no weird sketchy guys staring at you when you dance so you're free to grope anyone you please without being labeled a slutty bar whore...basically I'm a fan!  What I'm not a fan of is puking at 5:45am when I have to get up in 4 hours to get pretty and presentable to go to my grandma's for Thanksgiving dinner.  And thennnn, I was dying of thirst at 8am like DYING, so when my dad comes in to get Lucy to take her and Ruthie outside I grunt "drink" at him sleepily.  Now considering it's 8am I assume he'll bring me water or at the very least my diet cranberry soda which we all know I drink constantly, but NO NO my dad brings me a can of ORANGE SODA!  Worst idea EVER, but considering my throat felt like I had been abandoned in the desert for 37 days I chugged that can of syrupy-sweet Fanta like it was my job.  Baddddd idea!  It resulted in some dry heaves and quite a tummy ache for like hours after!  Damn you orange soda, damn you!

The thing is I didn't even think I drank that much last night!  I know, I know, that's what they all say.  But for someone who usually pregames hard and then drinks at the bar too, last night was kinda mild.  I didn't pregame much, just had one drink when I was getting ready, which is obviously not the norm.  Then at the bar I only had two drinks and that VILE double shot of "liquid cocaine" Steve forced me to drink (although it was quite fun doing a shot with him!) and it wasn't even like over a really short period of time or anything!  WTF I say...WTF?!  But then I did have that girlie but lethal drink at the gay bar and I think that did me in.  But 3 drinks and 2 shots?!  I could drink more than that when I was 17, I think I've turned soft!  Oh well, at least I had fun and got to hang out with some of my absolute favorite people in the world!

Well my Dad is telling me it's time to go!  Wish me luck on an hour car ride with my dad (I get the LOUD chattiness from him, enough said) and the rest of the day trying to pretend I'm not dying of alcohol related injuries at the Grandma's!  This is to not puking up my Grandma's delicious stuffing....*clink*!  And of course a Happy Turkey Day to everyone I am truly grateful for....*clink*!  Love you guys!

<3 Em
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