I have the hiccups and they taste like whiskey.
When I woke up at 5:30 this morning and rushed to the bathroom to wretch my ever living guts out, I knew that, at least for my part, the birthday celebration had been a success. One I’m still paying for.
I had to cancel dinner plans with Blind Date Boy tonight seeing as I have not quite yet returned to eating solid food without overwhelming nausea. And well, I look like ass. I don’t feel like a second date is the proper time to release the This Is Me Hungover look on someone. And while I think he felt like he was getting the runaround, I was really acting in his best interest. He’ll thank me for it later.
Now I’m nibbling at some boysenberry sorbet, still hiccupping whiskey and noticing a slight tremor in my hands. Which totally beat the more than slight tremor I experienced this morning trying to get down several flights of stairs. Ah, the demon liquor.
Many thanks to the great group of friends who made last night’s indoor picnic the excellent time it was, and especially to B for making it possible.
Love that you love the Whiskey… I’m a whiskey or wine girl myself. Also love that “W” in the military alphabet is “Whiskey.” Ya know, Alpha, Bravo, Charlie, Delta, Echo… Whiskey. Yeah baby.
So so so sad I couldn’t be there. We’ll get you back on the whiskey wagon soon enough. Only we’ll call it “scotch.” You like the foreign ones, right?
Well Happy Birthday belatedly. Betta late then never. I too know about the evils of liquor. Doesn’t taste any better the second time around.
Ah yes, whiskey is fun, as was your bash. Thanks for the great time, and happy birthday again!
T’was an honor to have been there swimming with the fish’s friends–I had no idea you had been drinking that much, girlfriend. Next time I’ll stage an intervention. Happy birthday!
hello fish,
just thought i would drop you a line from port douglas…misplaced your email address so thought this was best place to say hello.
tim.
so sad i missed the festivities! but then again, whiskey is definately not my thing, so maybe it was for the best…
Hope you feel better soon.
And Happy Birthday!
happy belated birthday, fish! and many many more! and a double hurrah for women who love whiskey, bourbon, and scotch
i drank a lot of whiskey on my own birthday – hope you return to your normal state back soon. and yes, it is better for Blind-Date-Boy to wait.
Have we not maybe once or twice casually mentioned in passing the evils of demon rum and the morning joy derived from the abstinence thereform?
Do not we older, wiser heads actually know one or two things?
i’m so glad the birthday bunny got all dolled up and all liquored up on whiskey for her birthday! wahooo!
Birthday FISH, Sass, birthday FISH. Not bunny.
Ew. I was like that after my bachelorette party– it totally took all day for me to get over it. Worst hangover I ever had. And I had to pick up the preacher for the wedding ceremony & then my hubby to be at the airport. Ugh. I’m sure they were thrilled to be riding in a car with me.
all sounds perfectly normal to me. Happy hangover fish!!