New Record For Moi!

[Boudicca]

Hubby just came in waving an almost empty bottle of wine and asked if I wanted to kill it.  After I poured it into my wine glass, he flourished two other empty bottles-for the record that's THREE bottles of Riesling I drank in one day, well, half a day as I nevah drink before noon.

Damn, my head is gonna kill me manana, if my four mile hike doesn't.

Sucks getting old.  There was a time three bottles of wine wouldn't have even made me have to hit the damn backstroke key on my computer as much as I'm doing now.  Oh hell, who am I kidding?  Last time I could drink like a fish and then swim with them, computers hadn't been invented.

[vesta111]

Hubby just came in waving an almost empty bottle of wine and asked if I wanted to kill it.  After I poured it into my wine glass, he flourished two other empty bottles-for the record that's THREE bottles of Riesling I drank in one day, well, half a day as I nevah drink before noon.

Damn, my head is gonna kill me manana, if my four mile hike doesn't.

Sucks getting old.  There was a time three bottles of wine wouldn't have even made me have to hit the damn backstroke key on my computer as much as I'm doing now.  Oh hell, who am I kidding?  Last time I could drink like a fish and then swim with them, computers hadn't been invented.

Worse, the very worse hang over I ever had was caused by drinking wine coolers on a beach in Hawaii.

Beautiful day hot sun and cool breeze, I was getting sun stroke and didn't know it.  It did not help that the beach was on Government land and the Chiefs Club was a Dillie.  Waiters would come out and take your order and when shifts for them ended no one knew with the turn over in staff who had ordered more then their limit. 

I have   no memory of Hubby coming to drag me home but when I awoke the freeking bed was spinning and I could not stop the dry heaves.

Ah Youth, when one is young the crap we step in with eyes wide shut.    If one survives this foolishness then it may or may not become a lesson in life.    I learned my lesson then at a fortunately very young age, Hot sun and booze will turn one into a near death experience.   

[debk]

Worse, the very worse hang over I ever had was caused by drinking wine coolers on a beach in Hawaii.

Beautiful day hot sun and cool breeze, I was getting sun stroke and didn't know it.  It did not help that the beach was on Government land and the Chiefs Club was a Dillie.  Waiters would come out and take your order and when shifts for them ended no one knew with the turn over in staff who had ordered more then their limit. 

I have   no memory of Hubby coming to drag me home but when I awoke the freeking bed was spinning and I could not stop the dry heaves.

Ah Youth, when one is young the crap we step in with eyes wide shut.    If one survives this foolishness then it may or may not become a lesson in life.    I learned my lesson then at a fortunately very young age, Hot sun and booze will turn one into a near death experience.   

There is something about being at the beach, with attentive waiters bringing tasty fruity drinks in pretty colors with little umbrellas in them. Instead of the umbrellas, they should come with little warning signs ...'drink me fast and often and you will feel like shit tomorrow"!! BTDT.

I am not a rum drinker, do not really care for it....until it goes into a pretty colored drink at the beach or poolside. For some reason, it then tastes wonderful. Probably because I can't taste the rum. 

They should all just have a generic name of "Sneaky Wicked Little Pretties" ... 

[Dori]

I enjoy a glass of wine, almost every night.  But I learned a long time ago that two is my limit.  Glasses, not bottles....

[CG6468]

I enjoy a glass of wine, almost every night.  But I learned a long time ago that two is my limit.  Glasses, not bottles....

Bottles are made of glass. Just put a nipple on the bottle! 

[vesta111]

There is something about being at the beach, with attentive waiters bringing tasty fruity drinks in pretty colors with little umbrellas in them. Instead of the umbrellas, they should come with little warning signs ...'drink me fast and often and you will feel like shit tomorrow"!! BTDT.

I am not a rum drinker, do not really care for it....until it goes into a pretty colored drink at the beach or poolside. For some reason, it then tastes wonderful. Probably because I can't taste the rum. 

They should all just have a generic name of "Sneaky Wicked Little Pretties" ... 

Being a Sea Coast Yankee, Rum is implanted in my DNA as a Russian is to Vodka.

Wine coolers was a new experience for me, cheap rot gut red crap mixed with ginger ale and plenty of ice.  To this day I still horrify Hubby when I put ice cubes in expensive red wine.

[IassaFTots]

Hubby just came in waving an almost empty bottle of wine and asked if I wanted to kill it.  After I poured it into my wine glass, he flourished two other empty bottles-for the record that's THREE bottles of Riesling I drank in one day, well, half a day as I nevah drink before noon.

Damn, my head is gonna kill me manana, if my four mile hike doesn't.

Sucks getting old.  There was a time three bottles of wine wouldn't have even made me have to hit the damn backstroke key on my computer as much as I'm doing now.  Oh hell, who am I kidding?  Last time I could drink like a fish and then swim with them, computers hadn't been invented.


I just love you Bou.   

[Boudicca]

Being a Sea Coast Yankee, Rum is implanted in my DNA as a Russian is to Vodka.

Wine coolers was a new experience for me, cheap rot gut red crap mixed with ginger ale and plenty of ice.  To this day I still horrify Hubby when I put ice cubes in expensive red wine.

Vesta, all you need to do to drink cooler wine is stick it in the fridge for an hour.  My husband likes to drink reds at room temp and I prefer them about 50-60 degrees so the bottle gets passed in and out of the fridge like a bobbleheaded Dummie.

Iassa, love you too, sorry I seem to be more absent than present these days.

[IassaFTots]

Vesta, all you need to do to drink cooler wine is stick it in the fridge for an hour.  My husband likes to drink reds at room temp and I prefer them about 50-60 degrees so the bottle gets passed in and out of the fridge like a bobbleheaded Dummie.

Iassa, love you too, sorry I seem to be more absent than present these days.

Same for me, busier than I know what to do.  Better than the alternative though...