Nov 25, 2009 21:18
So last night at the mexican restaurant, I ordered a green apple martini, and it got me a little tipsy. I slept really well last night, and I was awake and alert today. Then tonight, Uncle Scott makes margaritas for everyone that wants them, so I have one. Then I have a second one, which is a little stronger than the first. Then dad takes my glass cuz he thinks it's gonna spill on the couch when it's propped up against my leg, but he asks if I want another. And I say YES! Because Ronni's on her third, and I'm not gonna settle for just 2 when Ronni's on her third. >8/ So dad brings me a third margarita, but it's FUCKING STRONG. So I drink it a bit slower, and finish it, but it pretty much makes me mildly dizzy for the rest of the evening. And Uncle Scott starts saying things to Steve about me being drunk, and I can't hear it, but WHATEVER THAT'S SCOTT AND I'M JUST DRINKING FOR THE SAKE OF KEEPING UP WITH RONNI AND HAVING STRONGER DRINKS.
Ronni, when she drinks, she gets the giggles. She's a lightweight. I offered the drink dad made for me to Ronni, to show her how strong he had made it for me, and she was like OH, WOW. I dun think she could have finished it. She acts absolutely silly after the smallest amount of alcohol, and I'm sorry but I want to have the same amount and show her how I'm not as ridiculous as her after drinking. 8P
Which is stupid. But whatever, it's thanksgiving, relatives are here, I'm having a good time. 8)
food,
family