Ha...hahaha! Okay so not sloppy but definitely not good. I don't drink terribly much and when I do it's just a couple. But the other night...dear god what was I thinking??!?!!?
We went to dinner where I had 3 Old Fashioneds. THREE! I am buzzed from one usually so what possessed me to have 3 is beyond me...
But I did and I was fine. I know this because I had on 5" heels and managed to not fall on my face walking to the car on NOLA Potholed streets. This is not easy sober so I am going out on a limb and saying the 8 course small plate meal was enough to mostly counter the effects of the 3 glasses of almost straight bourbon!
Then we went to a friend's house for after dinner board games and MORE Drinking. WTF woman you are not 21 anymore!!! You cannot drink like that and be functional the next day. Over there I had 3 glasses of wine. THREE! Along with chips, peanuts, and other random snackies. Because the 8 course meal wasn't enough.
I remember saying it was time to head out. I don't remember leaving. I don't remember the ride home. I don't remember putting up my coat. I don't remember feeding the dogs. I don't remember laying down on the couch. I don't remember ANYTHING after saying we should head home until 6AM when I woke up on the couch in my dress with makeup still on, a knotted mass of hair, and a cat on my chest.
I waited for the pang of a headache, the nausea, the hangover...but nothing happened. So I stripped down, put on a t-shirt and went to bed. I woke up at 8:30AM and still no "hangover". How is this possible?!?!?! I've had hangovers after drinking way less.
The hubs was also past the 6 drink mark but he remembers everything, including me having a full conversation and passing out mid-sentence.
He didn't have a hangover either.
Around 10:30AM I had a ridiculous craving for a burger, so we got lunch. AFTER I ate the tell tale signs of nausea and just uncomfortableness kicked in but nothing bad and still no headache. My only conclusion is I drank a ton of water at dinner, at my friends, and when I woke up at 6AM somehow saving me from a wicked hangover.
I didn't feel great but at least I wasn't hurting for days like some people my age complain about after a night of binge drinking. It was a lazy day after but the animals weren't complaining because we cuddled on the couches all day.
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