this is how I do it
So, a friend of 18 years got married yesterday, and I drove across the state to be a part of the celebration. My sister is best friends with my friend's cousin, so, my sister, her friend, my sister's boyfriend, and I all drove together, which was nice. I know this family pretty well, and, they're drinkers. They rally. And ohhh Jesus did I rally last night.
From 8-2 I was drinkin up. I had at least 2 bottles of red wine, all by myself. If you've met me, and maybe we've had a drink or 2, you know I have the tolerance of a small child. But, dancing and partying for 6 hours straight, somehow I was holding it all down like a CHAMP! And, then, it all came up. I became best friends with the deck's railing pretty quickly as I lay across it barfing. Purple wine-puke all over the ground. It looked like I slaughtered Barney. I woke up at 4 or so, alone, on the porch, in a chair while leaning over the rail, and freezing. The walk from the party cabin back to mine was really pretty amusing. Seeing as how I was still really, really wasted, and freezing, I looked like a crackhead high out of their mind, shaking and weaving back and forth across the trail.
At 9am, the parents of the happy couple came knocking on all of our doors to tell us it was time for breakfast. Look, that's great that you want us to get our money's worth, but, if I miss breakfast, that's my own damn fault. I did NOT sign up for a wakeup call. But, still drunk at 9am, I got out of bed to go have some coffee and anything to soak up some booze. Didn't soak up enough, because I was still drunk at 12 when we load into the car and prepare for the 6 hour car ride ahead of us. It's at this point, driving down the mountain road full of hair pin turns, that I demanded pain killers. Stat.
Tylenol Extra Strength rapid release gel caps, you are my savior!
It has been a rooooough day, and I am starting to ache all over. So, yeah, it was great seeing her so happy and witnessing their ceremony, and getting to party and hangout with her family and friends, but man... I never ever want to see wine again.
From 8-2 I was drinkin up. I had at least 2 bottles of red wine, all by myself. If you've met me, and maybe we've had a drink or 2, you know I have the tolerance of a small child. But, dancing and partying for 6 hours straight, somehow I was holding it all down like a CHAMP! And, then, it all came up. I became best friends with the deck's railing pretty quickly as I lay across it barfing. Purple wine-puke all over the ground. It looked like I slaughtered Barney. I woke up at 4 or so, alone, on the porch, in a chair while leaning over the rail, and freezing. The walk from the party cabin back to mine was really pretty amusing. Seeing as how I was still really, really wasted, and freezing, I looked like a crackhead high out of their mind, shaking and weaving back and forth across the trail.
At 9am, the parents of the happy couple came knocking on all of our doors to tell us it was time for breakfast. Look, that's great that you want us to get our money's worth, but, if I miss breakfast, that's my own damn fault. I did NOT sign up for a wakeup call. But, still drunk at 9am, I got out of bed to go have some coffee and anything to soak up some booze. Didn't soak up enough, because I was still drunk at 12 when we load into the car and prepare for the 6 hour car ride ahead of us. It's at this point, driving down the mountain road full of hair pin turns, that I demanded pain killers. Stat.
Tylenol Extra Strength rapid release gel caps, you are my savior!
It has been a rooooough day, and I am starting to ache all over. So, yeah, it was great seeing her so happy and witnessing their ceremony, and getting to party and hangout with her family and friends, but man... I never ever want to see wine again.