Jack Daniels and Sweet Wine
Sounds like the title of fic huh? Nope...it is stupid Saberivojo and last night.
Had class last night and spoke to a few of my nursing friends ahead of time to see if they wanted to hot tub with me after class. It was kind of cool last night but once you are in 103 degree hot tub the 45ish degree air does not matter any more.
It was five girls and our neighbor J, the one loan spot of testosterone in the mix. We had a great time. Eating pizza (and scooping out pineapple bits) talking about school and the misery of it.
But he brought out the Jack. I have not had Jack Daniels in so many years. I am drinking sweet white wine and loving it but he hands me a bottle of Jack and says then taunts me. So, because it seems that I am really a 21 year old in a *ahem* older person's body, I can't back down from a bottle of Jack Daniels and challenge.
Please, flisties, if we ever meet in person, remind me of this. Remind me how swilling Jack Daniels straight from the bottle is not a good, responsible choice and that this type of behavior has consequences.
No, I did not drive anywhere, this was at my neighbor's hot tub.
But today? My oldest just calls me and says..."Ma, are your sick?" Normally he could care less if I live or die, but I must sound bad 'cause he asked me that twice in the space of a two minute conversation. I did not have the balls to tell him I am hungover and miserable so I just said I was tired. Yeah, I'm tired alright. Tired of the headache, and the muzziness and the lack of focus. *clutches bottle of Tylenol*
Damn, I am too old for this.
Had class last night and spoke to a few of my nursing friends ahead of time to see if they wanted to hot tub with me after class. It was kind of cool last night but once you are in 103 degree hot tub the 45ish degree air does not matter any more.
It was five girls and our neighbor J, the one loan spot of testosterone in the mix. We had a great time. Eating pizza (and scooping out pineapple bits) talking about school and the misery of it.
But he brought out the Jack. I have not had Jack Daniels in so many years. I am drinking sweet white wine and loving it but he hands me a bottle of Jack and says then taunts me. So, because it seems that I am really a 21 year old in a *ahem* older person's body, I can't back down from a bottle of Jack Daniels and challenge.
Please, flisties, if we ever meet in person, remind me of this. Remind me how swilling Jack Daniels straight from the bottle is not a good, responsible choice and that this type of behavior has consequences.
No, I did not drive anywhere, this was at my neighbor's hot tub.
But today? My oldest just calls me and says..."Ma, are your sick?" Normally he could care less if I live or die, but I must sound bad 'cause he asked me that twice in the space of a two minute conversation. I did not have the balls to tell him I am hungover and miserable so I just said I was tired. Yeah, I'm tired alright. Tired of the headache, and the muzziness and the lack of focus. *clutches bottle of Tylenol*
Damn, I am too old for this.