So yesterday was Duh-runk Friday, which totally should be a holiday around the world. Every Friday we should all load the coolers, bail out of work early, and sit around with our friends getting as fuh-ked up as possible and discuss the meaning of life and such. Things like how someone's husband "accidentally" kind of missed the - ahem - "correct" hole in an intimate moment and ended up going somewhere that no man had been before, rendering said friend incapacitated for days. I don't think I can ever look her in the eye again after that confession.
We ended up at Cathy's house yesterday. Cathy is a pro-fi-fessional drinker of the highest magnitude, and she was throwing these drinks called Orange Crushes out on the table for us to drink. One thing I didn't think about is the hazards of drinking stuff with Red Bull in it when you've pretty much had zero caffeine in a month. Yeah, not a great move. By the time we got home from dinner last night, I had my second migraine in a week and was pretty much incapacitated.
While said migraine was buffeting my senses, Monkey Man managed to fall in the yard while playing Pirate and scraped the shit out of his leg on the retaining wall. Joey patched him up really well, albeit he used the biggest fucking Band Aid I have ever seen outside of a hospital and then topped that with some medical adhesive tape. It's quite impressive, I'll have to take a picture later because Monkey Man looks somewhat like a trauma victim rather than a kid that scraped his leg.
Today, Joey had been tapped by his Rotary club to help rehabilitate a house in a not-so-nice area of town. This, of course, required the purchase of new tools since we didn't already have 10,000 tools in our garage. Meanwhile, I took Monkey Man with me to the grocery store and then hooked up with one of the Neighborhood Badasses at the playground so the kids could play. She and her kids are coming by tonight for dinner so she can get a little break since her husband is out of town this weekend. Another one of the Badasses may come, but she was kind of waffling this morning since her mom unexpectedly came into town to visit - and no mother should be privy to Badass Gatherings. It's just not right.
My new favorite drink? Inspired by my favorite organic restaurant here in town, Love Potion No. 9 - lemonade mixed with pomegranate juice. Vodka is optional. It's gooooood.
Later, gators. Off to mix up a huge vat of macaroni and cheese.
3 comments:
Use the vodka. You soooo deserve it.
Oh, that sounds really good, will need to add those ingredients to the bar list!
Caffeine and alcohol are ALWAYS a bad mix for me, same thing with milk products and alcohol.
Could have been an accident, especially if there was booze involved. There is a story there, I shall refrain.
Awake and drunk, bad mix after a while.
Poor MM.
DUH! Every new project requires a new tool. (It's the law) Besides, What does he do for a living, come on, that is why he got into the biz, to be around the tools. It should come as no surprise.
Vat of Mac & Cheese with or without vodka :)
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