Thoughts and Ramblings: Hangovers
My eldest daughter moved back home with us last fall due to money issues - she owed everyone and their brother because she quit a decent job for 2, count 'em, two low paying jobs that are barely part time. *sigh* So I now have an almost 23 year old home - again. Last night she didn't come home, but at age 23, I have little control over that.
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• Have one drink, tastes good, feel good.
• Have two drinks quickly, tastes great, having fun, feeling a lot better-and it’s only two drinks.
• Have three drinks, buzz from first drink is starting to kick in, saying no becomes difficult-and I’m having fun!
• Have four drinks and starting to feel the buzz, perceptions are altered; judgment is impaired and just weeeee!!
• Five plus drinks…how many did you say I’ve had?
There’s a reason I put hard limits on my consumption now because I know that after a few I won’t care about rational things like tomorrow. Also, people often forget that after ten-twenty minutes you still aren’t feeling the full affect from your first drink so thoughts like “I’m not feeling anything I’m fine” seem perfectly reasonable-even though they’re flawed. I don’t know your daughter, but my impression as a 280ish male who drinks socially with women half his weight is that drinks tend to get valued by quantity rather than quality. Two beers is nothing for me while two beers for some of my friends is a full night’s work. I imagine for a woman at a bar feeling no pain relative consumption becomes well-relative.
Drinking is as much an art as a science. Doing it responsibly and socially requires you to know your limits and respect them. The omygod I’m puking my guts out hang over lost what little appeal it might have had when I left college and had to start acting like an adult. I won’t lie; sometimes getting fall down drunk is cathartic. But never when I have serious commitments the next day-and even then like once every six months tops.
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