Saturday night this was my fortune after our sushi around 10 pm. Saturday morning, 3 times between approximately 12:30 am and 1:30 am I had not one, not two, but three friends (how did I get so lucky) holding my hair back each time because apparently mixing beer, wine, champagne and whiskey together, was NOT a good idea. 

Between the hours of 7:30 am and midnight sunday all I kept asking myself (and aloud) was “why am I so embarassing” and why do I feel the need to relive my youth of uncontrollable alcohol consumption sometimes. There however are no stupid answers for this, only stupid me. I have come away from this with the goal at hand of really not drinking much (except perhaps a couple drinks with family) until memorial day weekend. We’ll see about that.

This hold on high alcohol consumption will however cease to exist if my luck changes.