Ever rolled out of bed with a heavy head? The odor of Eau de Merlot fill your belly with dread? Baby blues inflamed to bloodshot-red? When the forecast calls for drunk with a chance of regret, the dreaded wine flu is the price you pay to play.
Dinner Date Night
Bevvies: Martini, Wine, Aperitif
(Foodie) buzz word: 1. sauced 2. stewed 3. baked
Going in: 1. High spirited 2. Overdue for a night out 3. Just what the doctor ordered
Morning after: 1. Surprised 2. Dull headache 3. Dry mouth
Sister Sin: Cream pasta, lava cake, and a second bottle induced gastrointestinal distress. All attempts at romance were kiboshed. Who needs school when you have a private tooter.
Hubby’s Company Party
Bevvies: Champagne, Wine
Buzz word: 1. tipsy 2. tight 3. feeling no pain
Going in: 1. Apprehensive 2. Pre-drinks = personality 3. Socially lubricated
Morning after: 1. Sheepish 2. Tentative 3. What did I say?
Sister Sin: Upon leaving the party, I loudly and repeatedly announced that I couldn’t find my beaver…a full-length mink coat borrowed from my mother-in-law.
Girl’s Night Out
Bevvies: Vodka soda, Beer, Coolers, Fancy cocktails
Buzz word: 1. pie-eyed 2. juiced 3. lit-up
Going in: 1. Warm fuzzies 2. Belly laughs 3. Dancing queens
Morning after: 1. Debriefing required 2. Poor memory 3. Short attention span
Sister Sin: Getting home at midnight isn’t bad…unless you’re coming from a ladies lunch.
Out Of Town Weekends
Bevvies: Vodka Paralyzers, Malibu rum, Jello shots, Baileys, Fireball whiskey
Buzz word: 1. wasted 2. pissed 3. pickled
Going in: 1. Pace yourself 2. Marathon 3. Endurance 4. Protein bars
Morning after: 1. Suck it up cupcake 2. Back on the roller coaster 3. Barking with the big dogs
Sister Sin: Spewing Sambuca is like pulling licorice through your nose. You find yourself praying to a porcelain god that you will never drink again.
Oh No, She Didn’t
Bevvies: Tequila
Buzz word: 1. tanked 2. bombed 3. blasted
Going in: 1. Premeditated 2. Bender-bound 3. Overzealous
Morning after: 1. Nauseous 2. Diarrhea 3. Dehydrated
Sister Sin: Well played tequila. Well played. The Easter Bunny wasn’t able to hop out of bed for an early morning egg hunt…or afternoon egg dyeing…or Easter dinner. Bad, bad bunny.
The night was a blur
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Good one. Love partying with you sangria sisters
We’ve definitely made some memories!
I feel like there is an entire secret society that men only get glimpses into. Is this why Harry Potter was written by a woman?
You’re just catching on now?
. I must admit that I too am guilty (I mean the Easter Bunny) of being a little under the weather on Easter morning. Come to think of it I was always out with you two the night before ❤️
Oh yeah! Can’t remember where or when, but it was definitely with you. Good times! ❤
But on Easter afternoon did you accidentally tell the kids that you got drunk helping their Mom fill the plastic Easter eggs?