Monday, March 19, 2012

Too Close to Home



Yesterday was a total loss, and I mean total.  We woke up... the first time... at 0815, but only to take two Aleves, drink two large glasses o' water, and then it was back to bed... err... couch.  Four hours later we got up, opened the blinds, and saw our patio furniture was halfway to Clovis.  So we went outside and retrieved the stuff and rearranged it in a wind-proof manner.  In so doing we noticed that we had left the porch light on all night and the door unlocked.  This, in addition to spending the night on the couch.

Yeah, I'd say we had a good time.  My very brief post yesterday mentioned the fact hangovers hurt worse than I remember.  I'd also forgotten about that semi-nauseous, off-center feeling that accompanies every hangover, AND the fact that said feeling remains long after your head quits pounding, which is the very worst part of a hangover.  Aleve mitigates the headache, but there ain't nuthin' you can do to right a listing ship... you just gotta wait until the bilge-pumps finish doin' their thang. 

We're better today, thank ya.  This particular experience was mild-to-moderate as hangovers go and didn't even come CLOSE to crackin' the Top Ten Hangovers of All Time, just to keep thangs in perspective.  We gave thanks to The Deity At Hand.
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12 comments:

  1. (not necessarily your) Uncle Skip19 March, 2012 12:58

    I don't miss hangovers...
    there's a real advantage for GS, too! Since I stopped drinking, she hasn't suffered any hangovers, either

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    1. Buck19 March, 2012 15:43

      I won't even BEGIN to try and read in between the lines o' yer last, Skip.

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  2. Barco Sin Vela II19 March, 2012 14:25

    Like Frank said on the last song of the Live with Basie at the Sands... "I feel sorry for people who don't drink. When they wake up, that's as good as you're gonna feel all day!"
    Go to 15:45 of this link. I have never heard this version of the famous monologue;
    http://youtu.be/jnmth47N85c

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    1. Buck19 March, 2012 15:44

      I relate to the quote. A lot! I haven't hit yer link yet, but I will.

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  3. virgil xenophon19 March, 2012 14:58

    That's a great quote, dc cat. Only problem is, at the age Buck & myself are (same) recovery speed t'aint what it used to be. But hey, all I need is a new liver, adrenal glands and pancreas and I'm good to go! And since I don't smoke (virtuous youth that I am) my lungs are pure as my heart is evil, lol.

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    1. Buck19 March, 2012 15:45

      In re: age and recovery time: SO true. I think that's half of my problem as far as yesterday was concerned.

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    2. Barco Sin Vela II19 March, 2012 18:01

      But I'm 50 Now.... I call hangovers 'Friday Morning'.

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  4. Dan19 March, 2012 15:18

    I think you should list the top ten hangovers.

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    1. Buck19 March, 2012 15:46

      I would if I could remember. One thang, though: you were a party to at LEAST three of 'em. And Ol' Rosie Mateus.

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  5. Bag Blog19 March, 2012 15:36

    Worst hangover was a tequila night with my cousin and future sister-in-law. All three of us lay in the same bed the next mourning in pure misery with my little brother berating us. I was too sick to get up and kill him. But it had been fun the night before.

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    1. Buck19 March, 2012 15:47

      But it had been fun the night before.

      The saving grace for ALL hangovers, and why we keep on keepin' on.

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  6. Yaham20 March, 2012 01:41

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