My offspring (of legal drinking age by now) is out doing his Christmas shopping. On the 23rd of December. I cautioned him. He was insistent.
He had a bottle of Maker's taking up space in the pantry, so I finished that off (and replaced the bottle). Profound hangover. Out of practice with brown liquor.
Shopping? Weird shopping items? I gave my sisters and myself vibrating heating pads, which are awesome if you're of a certain age or above. I think that was as weird as it got. The kids just wanted cash, which doesn't require much shopping but is one-size-fits-all...
Me? Oh, just the usual case or six of cheap Trader Joe's cab. And a few quarts of Gatorade to keep at my bedside to make the inevitable crash landing a lot softer. Some nights I'll skip the wine. Feels really weird. Especially pre-Solstice with the really early sunsets. It's dark, I'm not wasted, it's only six o'clock..?!
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And a few quarts of Gatorade to keep at my bedside to make the inevitable crash landing a lot softer. Some nights I'll skip the wine. Feels really weird. Especially pre-Solstice with the really early sunsets. It's dark, I'm not wasted, it's only six o'clock..?!
Welcome back, nice shopping you did there. I think it`s called a gatorade-pillow
Grumpy got me another kaleidoscope, because he knows that is how I see the world. Oh, and Santa put some Makers 46 in my stocking, because he knew I would need something to wash down the Amaretto French toast on Christmas morning.
I bought a dozen Santa hats and took them to family Christmas eve dinner. Everyone had a hat. It was good. Don't know what got into me. Cost me 60bucks!
Found myself in the Matrix and took the red pill. Now I want the blue pill and my bottle and leave me alone.