One Tequila, Two Tequila


Let me preface this by saying that I don’t drink…not really. I am good for a couple of drinks a couple of times a year, and I love a good margarita when out for dinner, but the benders that I used to go on when living within walking distance of my neighborhood watering hole (AKA the Good Old Days) are a thing of the past.

Let me preface this also by saying that I am NOT a martini girl. Or at least I was not before last night. But the bar we went to last night had an impressive martini list with such alluring names as the Candy Apple, the Milky Way, and the piece de resistance, the Creme Brulee-tini. So I did what any self-respecting dessert lover would do…I had six. Cushioning those between two margaritas at dinner, a beer before we went out, the Sapphire and Tonic that started off my evening, and the two fruit lambics that I had to finish off the night (will I never learn not to mix alcohol with carbonation?), and you end up with a very drunk non-drinker. And I truly apologize if you were the recipient of one of my drunk dials last night.

So what did I learn from this experience? Well, I learned that martinis are good…in moderation. I learned that some people don’t like to get phone calls at 2:00 in the morning…especially if they have to work the next day. And I learned that bouncing back from an evening like that at the age of 28 is NOT AT ALL like bouncing back at the age of 23. But you need nights like that once in a while to remind yourself of why sober nights are happy nights. And you can consider that lesson learned.


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