So after those four nights in a row, well, see, she had just bought a beautiful little dress at Lilly Pulitzer, which I always thought of as a store for Carolyn Bessette Kennedy types, but I guess those ladies are all skeletal skinny so Lilly Pulitzer actually has sizes to fit my very tiny wife even if she’s not at all upper-crusty. So I was like, let’s go get an afternoon drink and you can wear the dress. Oh, and I had a new outfit too, nice casual stuff which is exactly where my wardrobe usually falters. I have crap and I have suits that I never wear anymore.
She looked amazing. It was happy hour so I had two $10 martinis (that’s cheap around here) and got pretty drunk. When we got home we took some tincture and before long started fooling around. It was awesome! Except I was getting really dizzy and then clearly ill. I threw up twice before about 10:30pm and then next thing I knew it was 7:30 in the morning. It must have been a pretty good sleep.
Three drinks is too much for me now, and two martinis might be about three drinks, but never in my life have I barfed from drinking too much before falling asleep. I mean, I’ve only thrown up from drinking too much about three times in my life, I just don’t drink like that. So I don’t think this was just the alcohol. I think it was my body getting tired of my bad decisions and shutting me down.
She doesn’t feel great either … she had espresso martinis that have some non-alcohol and low-alcohol ingredients but she is a lot smaller than me, too. No puking, but in the morning she said “let’s take a break.” We’ll be back by Thursday, I’m sure.
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