Tag: alcohol

my “hangover” parade

We live in a tourist area as I’ve mentioned a bazillion times before…and so our town does weird-ass things to attract tourists. Year-round. There. That should suffice as an explanation, when you wonder why I went to a Mardi Gras parade last night. Because yes. I know. It’s August. And I’m not still drunk. And

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Typhoid Kelly

I’ve been sick. I thought I had the flu. Or permanent morning sickness despite my lack of uterus. But after some internet sleuthing (I’m not a doctor but I play one one the internet), the flu seemed most likely so I went with that… About five days into my self-diagnosed flu I decided to ignore

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Just Call Me Crash

If you follow me on Facebook, you probably already know, I had a rough weekend. If you don’t follow me on Facebook, you can… just click on that little thumb right over there, in the right margin. I’ll wait. Anyway, I had a self-inflicted, rough weekend. And I swore off alcohol. Again. I didn’t swear

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I Drunk Dialed In A Text Box

This morning I woke up with drool dried to the corners of my furry mouth, and my face planted firmly on my pillow. And the minute I opened my eyes it hit me, like the sulfite-induced brain stem swelling… The memories from night before jolted me awake. Holy crap! I didn’t do that. Did I?

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Warning: Don’t Drink & Commit

If my life was summed up on a bumper sticker it would say “don’t drink & commit.” At my age I should know better than to make choices, plans or commitments while I’m drinking alcohol. My friend Sally says that I should have business cards made up that say I’m not responsible for any plans

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