Good Afternoon dear Reader.......My liver is pickled! I told you a couple of days ago about our family reunion and how I drank like a fish.....well.....a week later and I have continued to drink like a fish and more.....
My best friend in the world, my favourite cousin, (sorry all other cousins, I do love you too), and her equally wonderful husband have been staying with us since the reunion and we have had a ball......They are the loveliest people and so easy to be with.....I have just said goodbye to them as they had to go back to Melbourne....I am so sad that they have gone.....
My liver and kidneys are glad that they have gone, (sorry sweetpea), but, my brain and my emotional self are very sad.......I am sure that they feel the same way.....we love each other but we also know that we needed a break from all that grog.......Trouble is.....it was so lovely...drinking, talking, drinking, talking, drinking, talking, eating! Now there is another sad tale....probably put on about 10 kilos since the weekend as well......On average we drank 2 bottles of wine a day, sometimes each!......The men probably sucked up a carton a day.......Might as well have got a funnel and just poured it straight down our necks........Would have saved washing up the glasses.....
We both had two pretty ordinary days during the week from our over-indulgence.....You know the ones!......Mouth feels like you have licked the bottom of a cockies cage, and no amount of toothpaste, flossing or mouthwash will make it feel any different. Your eyeballs are bloodshot from the outside looking in, but from the inside looking out they are blurry, sore, heavy and sleepy......Stomach feels like its about to heave at any given moment without warning......Legs are a little wobbly.......Head is so fussy your not really sure about what you are doing or if you have even done it, whatever "it" is! Going to the loo is like having either an enema or being bunged up on copious amounts of cheese! Therefore, either way, your bottom hole feels like a burning ring of fire! Not good mate! Now I have this theory that exercise helps these symptoms and it does for a little while....I bravely jumped on the treadmill and did my 30 minutes and then on the Wobbler machine and did my weights......I then stupidly boasted about how good I felt......I am a fool! Lasted about 2 hours before I fell into a big heap again!
I then went and did it all again! I asked my bestie to call me a BI! Yes...a bloody idiot....she did! Well she had too, because I was! Like yesterday....We were invited to our lovely friends and neighbours place across the road for our annual Good Friday BBQ lunch at midday..... We were feeling very seedy and I declared that I would not be drinking and I asked my bestie to just call me a BI if she saw me have a wine......I took over a bottle of red, just in case, but, I was determined not to have a drink! Yeh sure! That's why I put the bottle in my bag...just so I wouldn't have a drink! (I am mentally giving myself an uppercut) It only took about half an hour and I was opening that bottle and into it again to go with the prawns and Moreton Bay Bugs that we were devouring.....Yummo!......I got my beloved to go home and get another bottle about 3 hours later........My flesh is weak! What can I say.....We left there about 5.30 pm, as the puppies had to be fed and we were all having way too much of a good time.....Thankyou to Joce & Craig for another fantastic Good Friday....We came home and continued to drink more wine and more beer......Are we really that stupid.....YES!
My liver and kidneys are crying out to be left alone......I can hear them screaming...ALCOHOLIC POISONING! WATER! WATER! PLEASE!
I haven't obliged yet, but I will! I have been eyeing off the couple of glasses left in the bottle sitting on the kitchen bench....Maybe I should just drink that before I give up for the week....after all, can't waste a good drop of red!!!!
Hi, At 59 I am just finding my feet in the world...So exciting! I have learnt a lot over the years.....gone from being extremely hard up to living a very comfortable life and loving every single minute of it.......My boys are grown up and living good lives themselves and I am so proud of them.......I have the best husband in the world (most of the time anyway....hahaha) and I have 3 dogs who I just adore and they adore me...... I try to live by my motto ......"Be like the sun....let your warmth shine through always"