Oy. So, the Babe and I, along with Miss Val (one of our fabulous neighbors) decided to have a cheat day yesterday. Uncle Ryan (Miss Val's brother) didn't want to play, the party pooper, so whatevs.
We started the morning with a mimosa. It was orangey, icy, bubbly deliciousness. We stopped at one. Babe had a few beers throughout the day, and I took one shot of Tuaca to commemorate the occasion. Then, Miss Val, Bubba (Miss V's kiddo) came over for pizza and the kids started to play. Scott and his kids stopped by and we invited them in to play. Babe and Scott were watching sports, drinking some keg-fresh Coors Light. Miss V and I were drinking Ginger Skyy and Diet Ginger Ale.
Then, we started on shots.
Miss Sherrie got home from work around 8:15 and she joined in.
We drank more shots.
The night gets a bit fuzzy after that. Boo ended up sleeping with me--he woke me up at 4:30 when he peed--and Babe ended up on the love seat.
All I have to say is, we killed the big-ass bottle of Tuaca...and I don't think I need any more cheat days.
Hell, I'm never drinking again. :D
Showing posts with label Sober November. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sober November. Show all posts
Sunday, November 14, 2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
My Drinking Has a Neighborhood Problem
Thus begins "Sober November"... (or "No Drink November" or even "No Booze November" whatever, it's all the same.)
Apparently, Babe (the husband) used to do this every year, taking a month to clean the body out and to prove to himself that he could take a month without drinking. We haven't done this the last two years because two years ago, he was taking care of Boo (the Boy) while I was on bed rest and then last year, we were freaking out because he started grad school and we were still adjusting to life with two kids. We NEEDED a glass of wine every once in a while.
So, here we are, we've got the "parent of two" thing down pat, Babe has his grad school, teaching, and coaching responsibilities under control, and I'm trying to lose some pounds. Good time to take a month off, right?
We do have one exception to the rule, however, and that would be Thanksgiving. We're traveling to Nebraska with my brother's family, my parents, and my little sister, and I think 10 hours in an RV will warrant some lubrication. :p
Our neighbors, part of our posse, are joining us for the festivities...or lack thereof. It will be interesting to see who, if anyone, cracks first. Perhaps a bet a la "Master of My Domain" might be order.
Apparently, Babe (the husband) used to do this every year, taking a month to clean the body out and to prove to himself that he could take a month without drinking. We haven't done this the last two years because two years ago, he was taking care of Boo (the Boy) while I was on bed rest and then last year, we were freaking out because he started grad school and we were still adjusting to life with two kids. We NEEDED a glass of wine every once in a while.
So, here we are, we've got the "parent of two" thing down pat, Babe has his grad school, teaching, and coaching responsibilities under control, and I'm trying to lose some pounds. Good time to take a month off, right?
We do have one exception to the rule, however, and that would be Thanksgiving. We're traveling to Nebraska with my brother's family, my parents, and my little sister, and I think 10 hours in an RV will warrant some lubrication. :p
Our neighbors, part of our posse, are joining us for the festivities...or lack thereof. It will be interesting to see who, if anyone, cracks first. Perhaps a bet a la "Master of My Domain" might be order.
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