Ramblings

Sometimes I wonder why I drink. These musings really only take place when I am hungover. Like this morning. Last night I had my monthly book club meeting at my place and we drank heavily, as we do. MightyGirl recommended a list of cocktails and I decided I’d go through the list and try them all. Last night’s book club was trial 1 with Gimlets and Gibsons, two varieties of martini. The Gibson was horrifying and the Gimlet was delicious. So it goes.
For the second time in a week I puked at work. This morning’s vomit was obviously drinking related, but I think the other incident was food poisoning or a 24-hour flu type of thing. I do not have a strong stomach. No one would ever call me “Iron Gut” or the like. My boyfriend, Boyfriend, has always been quite proud of his iron gut but recently discovered he is lactose intolerant. He is miffed. Boyfriend also has a 6-month deadline to ask me to marry him. He doesn’t know that yet. 