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Really, I don’t know the number, but I’m sure I’ve learned quite a few things over my lifetime so far. This next one is one I thought I knew. Obviously, I did not.
Never, ever drink anything the party host calls Artillery Punch, especially if you aren’t a hard liquor drinker in the first place. It will knock you on your *ss.
Now, I am a careful drinker. I’m old enough to know better than to a) mix a variety of beverages or b) to keep drinking long after the room has begun to swim. My preferred beverage is red wine and I know exactly when to stop.
But the host had this beautiful glass decanter filled with what looked like sangria. Even had fruit in it. I should have dumped the little cup after the first sip. No, I did not. I drank it. I drank three more over the course of about 3.5 hours. (We’re talking a small plastic cup, like a whiskey tumbler.) I think that’s a reasonable rate of consumption quite honestly.
Or it would have been if the punch had been normal. Yeah, I could tell it was heavily laced with booze. I should have watched the man mix it before I drank it. Because, later in the evening, he mixed more. It was whole bottles of booze, basically. I forget what gave it the pink color, but I don’t think it was anything with Vitamin C in it.
Sunday, the headache from h*ll descended upon me. Not a migraine, so I couldn’t shoot up for it. Just had to endure the awful pounding and the queasy stomach that arrived a bit later.
Life lesson # 339? I am too old for a hangover.
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Alas, I am too old for an all-nighter.
I wish I could pull one, though. I can accomplish a lot at 2am–or I used to be able to.
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I hear ya! I used to be like the Energizer bunny, able to stay up to all hours, working hard, then grab some sleep and get up and do it all over again. Not anymore. When I’m sleepy, it’s time for bed.
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Lynn, my DH was in the Field Artillery and I wish I could have warned you that Artillery punch was loaded. The Artillery men joke about how potent it is. I steer clear of it.
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Next time, Kathy, I’ll know to call you first!!! LOL, I will NEVER drink Artillery Punch again. You know how the memory of some foods that made you ill trigger a gag reflex? Well, the thought of drinking anything that tastes like whiskey ever again gives me the heebie jeebies. I’m sticking with margaritas, sangria, and red wine.
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My life lesson? The older I get, the less I know.
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Too true, Tanya.
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Sounds like my first fun with Long Island Ice Tea. Need I say more?