Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Disgruntled Julia

Disgruntled elf found here. 

Well. So how did everyone's holiday weekend go?

Mine was frantic but fun. As the last of the kids and their friends drove off, John and I sat back with a contented sigh. We do love the craziness that breaks loose around here over the holidays, but we also appreciate the calm that follows. We enjoyed the quiet in companionable silence for a few minutes.

Suddenly, I had a revelation. "John! I forgot something!"

He was fully reclined in the lazyboy and spoke without opening his eyes. "What did you forget, hon?"

"My drink! After I spent all that energy getting my doc to OK a drink for me on Thanksgiving, I didn't even remember to have one!"

"So do you want one?"

"Heck, yeah! We can toast another successful holiday hoo-rah!" I scrambled to the freezer and scanned the contents, then pulled out a plastic tub and waved it triumphantly in the air.

"SLUSH! There's SLUSH left over!"

I scooped myself a big ol' glass full and then added a splash of ginger ale. (For those not familiar with this delightful concoction, you can read my previous Slushed post here.)

I carefully carried the frozen adult beverage over to the coffee table, sat down and took a sip. Mmmmmmmmm. As I continued to drink, I expectantly waited for that nice warm fuzzy feeling to appear.

But it didn't.

I gave the glass to John. "Is there any alcohol in this at all?!"

"Yep, Babe. Plenty of alcohol. Hoo, is there ever." He passed it back.

Slowly, it began to be apparent to me that.....Hm. Well, it became obvious that the warm fuzzy thing wasn't going to happen, but something else WAS.

Like nausea and breaking out in a cold sweat. And feeling dizzy and just not WARM or FUZZY AT ALL.

Dang.

I gave up with barely 1/4 of the drink gone. As I dumped the frozen fizzy concoction down the sink, I decided that it was a good thing that I hadn't slugged down one of these at the Thanksgiving dinner table.

A good hostess doesn't barf during the festivities.

Wow. I wonder if this means Terese and I will have to forego our annual Disgruntled Elf drinks at Christmastime.

Yes, Terese. If I can't drink, YOU can't either. So there.

3 comments:

Leslie said...

Hi Julia....your drink experience reminded me of one I had last month, where I decided to indulge in a glass of wine at a concert....big mistake. Horrible nausea and stomach problems for most of the next day....just not worth it. Guess booze and Methotrexate really don't mix, after all!

Anita Stafford said...

Julia, here's something you can try for Christmas, I made this at Thanksgiving. It's called "Baptist Sangria". You need 1 cup of instant tea powder that is sweetened and with lemon. Put that in a pretty pitcher and pour in a 2 liter bottle of sprite (slowly because it fizzes). Then thinly slice a lemon and an orange or two into rounds and put those in the pitcher. Server in pretty glasses over ice, very festive, but no alcohol!

Julia said...

What a great idea, Anita! Thanks!

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