My husband and I both had crummy days, so he said, “lets go out for dinner…”
Which we did. And it was good. Lobster ravioli in pink sauce. Egad, but it was yummy.
But the problem is, the first glass of wine was so tasty and went down so well that I did what I rarely, if ever, do and ordered a second. Glass of wine. Even though they were pretty big glasses.
And I thought I was doing pretty well, too until I stood up to leave the restaurant…
and allasudden…walking became amusing and kind of challenging. Challenging? C-h-a-l-l-e- yes, e. Challenging. Looked wrong to me, at first.
I’m still amused, but stupider than usual. Two glasses of wine is one glass too many for this girl.
But I can still punctuate.
As Tracy Lord said in The Philadelphia Story, “My feet are made of clay, made of clay, gooooodnight, littlemen!”
October 14th, 2006 at 7:26 am
All of my life i’ve been very conscious(worried) about falling into the ancestral bottle. I’ve been pin-straight, but even to indulge just enough to feel that warm relaxed feeling of- a challenging situation- would make me feel guilty.
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I think you must have been adorably challenged(comes off the tips of the fingers quite easily, eh), A. I think that’s not a bad thing at all.
October 14th, 2006 at 7:33 am
I really, really, laughed out loud!
Beautifully wrotten, proving once more that when done right, less is more.
October 14th, 2006 at 9:15 pm
Ah ~ a very good reason to stick with chocolate!!!
October 15th, 2006 at 4:36 am
I’m only a tiny bit Irish, but have never been afraid of falling into the bottle. I hate the taste of alcohol, all of it. Champagne tastes nasty, most wine tastes astringent and I won’t even go into what I think of beer. I’m not censorous about liquor, I don’t think it’s sinful or anything like that, but I fail to see the mistique.
October 15th, 2006 at 11:33 am
Sunday Funnies
Doug Ross plays a game of Presidential Jeopardy
Ace gets an office linebacker!
Wuzzadem takes a look at Cindy Sheehan’s noble peace prize nominee announcement and reports that Murtha is tired of Irey threatening to debate him on the issues.
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October 15th, 2006 at 2:03 pm
Now as I understand it you have a son. I really hope his father is better example of Irish drinking than you! Is not the ability to consume much too much a necessary part of being Irish? At least that is what much of the folk music I used to listen to at a bar called the Russian Lady would tell me.
October 16th, 2006 at 12:23 pm
LOL- we can be heretics together then. I’m a shame to my hard drinking family.