Post by pghtruelove on Jan 29, 2016 20:32:45 GMT -5
I have to be up early to take Jules to the chiropractor then sit in the car for 4 hours. SO said I could bring headphones and sleep the whole time though
Joolschweets have you ever made it a Palm beer? Half Palm bay, half beer? Man, that just makes me think of summer.
And have you guys seen my posts the last two days? Yes I'm fucking drinking. And I never swear. I was still holding DD's bottle after putting her down and I told H I need a drink now.
But in all seriousness, one of my BFFs is hosting a fancy wine party tomorrow night so I'm going to try to not drink much tonight because I can't do two nights right now lol. It will be the first time H and I go somewhere together alone since DD was born, and since they are in the city, H already told me he won't drink so I can!
Me and one of my BFFs used to drink this way too much. I soecifically remember my stagette being outside the bar chugging some and the cops just happened to drive by (small town-they know when a party is going on lol) and my BFF drunkenly grabbing the bottle from me and chucking it into the bushes lol.
GTKY: what was the first alcohol you got plastered on & how old were you?
Hmm...totally plastered must have been the tequila night-I can still hardly drink it. It was sometime shortly after high school. I drank a little in high school but I don't know if I ever got super drunk. Maybe coolers at my grad party?
Lol, I don't even know. That's saying something. My real crazy bar year was turning 19 which is the legal age in our province.
Probably vodka slime when I was 18. But the first time I was puking drunk it was from mixing (the was a gerry can of something random involved) when I was in college.
Had 3 beers with dinner tonight. I am happily warm and buzzing.
First time I got plastered was on Rolling rock. I was 14. I remember puking in the bathroom and then coming out and drinking more because I wanted the junior guy I was with to be impressed with me. So dumb
@bubbs119, I drank before I was legal but it was allowed in our house so I never bothered getting drunk until I was legal. (Legal drinking age is 18 here).
GTKY: what was the first alcohol you got plastered on & how old were you?
Citrus rum and orange Gatorade. Makes my stomach hurt just thinking about it. I was 17.
Omg this reminds me of one night using a Gatorade bottle to mix drinks in (seriously, wtf Gatorade?) it was like, vodka and Orange juice and sprite I think. I passed out in her bedroom and woke up in her room hungover and my first thought was 'sweet! Someone brought me a Gatorade!' And I took a chug and it was like half vodka and I almost puked.
Post by prettymama36 on Jan 29, 2016 21:31:47 GMT -5
I'm drinking. I had the weirdest/scariest shit happen tonight. I was home alone with two kids while H took one to dance. Some older guy came up to our door asking to be let in. Just walked down our long driveway, no car. I didn't open the door, but asked if I could help him. He started to get really belligerent and angry. He looked confused or intoxicated and he ended up kicking the door and stomped off swearing and walking down the highway. I was so scared I called the police. After a few hours they called back and it turns out the guy has Alzheimer's and walked three miles from his house thinking my house was his daughters. I'm still rattled and totally rambling here. Thanks for letting me get it out. Ugh.
Post by griffindor24 on Jan 29, 2016 21:33:11 GMT -5
The first time I got blackout drunk was on my 21st birthday and I have no idea what all I had. I do know shots were involved though. I guess my FFFC is that I've only been completely plastered 3x in my life. Every time was with my parents and aunt and uncle. We have a family full of instigators.
tiffbot, when I was touring Europe a lot of the places we were staying wouldn't allow outside alcohol so we were sneaking vodka in in water bottles. My sis and I were waiting in line for a museum in Spain so I took a HUGE chug out of my water bottle. Straight vodka! I almost puked but to this day I'm not sure if the Picasso museum was REALLY that good or I was a little more looped than I thought.
I'm drinking. I had the weirdest/scariest shit happen tonight. I was home alone with two kids while H took one to dance. Some older guy came up to our door asking to be let in. Just walked down our long driveway, no car. I didn't open the door, but asked if I could help him. He started to get really belligerent and angry. He looked confused or intoxicated and he ended up kicking the door and stomped off swearing and walking down the highway. I was so scared I called the police. After a few hours they called back and it turns out the guy has Alzheimer's and walked three miles from his house thinking my house was his daughters. I'm still rattled and totally rambling here. Thanks for letting me get it out. Ugh.
That is terffiying. So sad about the Alzheimer's though; I can't imagine.
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