Showing posts with label I Like Alcohol. Show all posts
Showing posts with label I Like Alcohol. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Informal Poll


Informal Poll: Is it GOOD or BAD that the guy who works at the liquor store in my little town knows what I like to drink (wine) and is so bewildered when I purchase something else (beer) that he actually feels compelled to ask me about it? Is it bad that I felt I needed to explain myself to him?? I'm not off the wine, I need this beer for a party... I promise I'll be back for more wine. Don't hate me...

Anyway, have you missed me? I haven't been posting because I've been dealing with some issues. Well, more issues than usual. It's kinda one of those things that just takes over your life, you know? It really stifled my thoughts and I just couldn't think of anything else to blog about, and I certainly couldn't blog about THAT. Maybe you're curious now, but it's a moot point. I'm over it. Sorta.

But I'm back, bitches! Yeah!!

Friday, July 18, 2008

I Like Alcohol


Obviously, I was in a bad mood today. (See "32 Hours Without Internet" for reasons why.) And really had no patience, particularly for my nearly 4 year old son's "baby talk".

"Teddy Grahams," he whined/cooed.

"What? I don't understand you when you talk like that." Even thought I did (it's a Mom thing).

"Teddy Grahams," he repeated, a little less whiny.

"Why are you saying that?" Suspicious.

"That just means I like them." He looks at me sweetly. I know he wants them, but it's 9am and even though I'm in crisis-mode, I'm not giving him a snack 45 minutes after he's had breakfast. And he knows it too.

"Well, I like alcohol," I mutter as I turn and walk up the stairs.

Behind me I hear, "Alcohol?" in that sickeningly cooey/whiny baby voice.

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Good Times


My husband and I went out tonight... and for the record, I don't get out much. Therefore I've completely lost my ability to socialize. Now if we're being honest, and I always am, I'm tons of fun, but not everyone likes my fun. I'm opinionated and a little bit in your face, and after 2 glasses of wine, I'll totally let you know about my "drinking problem". Which is sorta hypothetical, but to a room full of drunk people, that's hilarious! Kind of what I'm all about... not exactly good for my husbands "career", but thankfully, he loves me anyway...