Andrew – I’m not 18 anymore, turns out I’m not even in my 20’s, there I’ve said it. I’ve come to this realisation today because I awoke on Sunday sporting a MASSIVE hangover. Gusband and I had a dinner party with 5 friends on Saturday night. A dinner party with adults, what could possibly go wrong?
Gusband’s food was amazing as per, the company was lively and fun and the alcohol flowed freely – a little too freely it turns out. What on earth made us think that we could drink solidly for 7 hours and still wake up feeling remotely human?
My head hurt from the minute I dragged myself out of bed, I felt nauseous all day – compounded by working in a shopping centre with second rate food smells wafting through. I was dizzy and my throat hurt. I was hungover.
Apparently the days of drinking copious amounts of alcohol and waking up feeling healthy are long gone. If I’m going to carry on like a young person I should remember that I will not awake like one.
After work I attempted to ease the pain by having a bath trying to increase the water levels in my body by osmosis. Didn’t work. I thought that as a last resort a hair of the dog was in order but the g&t I made myself felt like it had glass in it. There was no denying it, I was going to have to wait for it to pass. This wasn’t your run of the mill dusty, this was completely and utterly covered in dirt hungover.
I have a friend who talks of being “of a certain age” I think I know what he means. I’m too old for this carry-on. It takes days to recover and sometimes it can feel like you never will. I wonder how the others were feeling? Some of our guests are older than even me. I know Gusband suffered terribly, he struggled to move from bed to the lounge. Painkillers a must.
Try and learn from my hideous mistake campers. You really don’t need that extra bottle opened. xx
Lucy - There is definitely something in the air at the moment...I too awoke with a bit of a sore noggin as well.
Is it the moon? No, but I always blame it on the moon
Is it the wind? Apparently not
Is it our age? Couldn't possibly be!!! Or could it.
OMG I think it is.... (That means Oh My God for those of you struggling with acronyms)
We too went out on Saturday night, to a Japanese restaurant that had a dingy Karaoke bar out the back. On any normal evening out we would not head down into the dark depths of any back room, but you guessed it, on this night we got absolutely sauced & thought that would be grand... My head didn't think it so grand the next morning.
I also have decided that you just don't bounce back like you used too. I have noticed that no amount of brushing my teeth is making me feel less like I dragged my tongue up some dark alley.
But fear not campers, I have the answer!!! Long Lunches.... Yes, the long lunch starts at a reasonable hour. You can drink for quite a few hours & still be in bed by 9pm to wake up fresh as a daisy.
Andrew, Gusband, Sawusband & I have always been fans on the long lunch. I recall our first long lunch at a favourite restaurant of ours. We drank, were merry, then messy. None of this was helped by the fact that we purchased a case of wine while at lunch. Then went back to our pad for Cosmo's. Next we proceeded to walk the case of wine (taking turns holding it) all the way (100mtrs) up to Andrew & Gusbands to continue the party.... We ran into a spot of bother when Sawusband accidentally dropped the case. We were astounded at the result, Only one fatality. I must now apologize to the owner of that house. We had to leave the empty case with a broken bottle of sparkling behind. So all you could see was the four of us stumbling the rest of the way bottles in hand!!! Isn't that a pretty picture!
But the moral of this story is we woke up feeling fine.
How was your head today campers?
Lucy - There is definitely something in the air at the moment...I too awoke with a bit of a sore noggin as well.
Is it the moon? No, but I always blame it on the moon
Is it the wind? Apparently not
Is it our age? Couldn't possibly be!!! Or could it.
OMG I think it is.... (That means Oh My God for those of you struggling with acronyms)
We too went out on Saturday night, to a Japanese restaurant that had a dingy Karaoke bar out the back. On any normal evening out we would not head down into the dark depths of any back room, but you guessed it, on this night we got absolutely sauced & thought that would be grand... My head didn't think it so grand the next morning.
I also have decided that you just don't bounce back like you used too. I have noticed that no amount of brushing my teeth is making me feel less like I dragged my tongue up some dark alley.
But fear not campers, I have the answer!!! Long Lunches.... Yes, the long lunch starts at a reasonable hour. You can drink for quite a few hours & still be in bed by 9pm to wake up fresh as a daisy.
Andrew, Gusband, Sawusband & I have always been fans on the long lunch. I recall our first long lunch at a favourite restaurant of ours. We drank, were merry, then messy. None of this was helped by the fact that we purchased a case of wine while at lunch. Then went back to our pad for Cosmo's. Next we proceeded to walk the case of wine (taking turns holding it) all the way (100mtrs) up to Andrew & Gusbands to continue the party.... We ran into a spot of bother when Sawusband accidentally dropped the case. We were astounded at the result, Only one fatality. I must now apologize to the owner of that house. We had to leave the empty case with a broken bottle of sparkling behind. So all you could see was the four of us stumbling the rest of the way bottles in hand!!! Isn't that a pretty picture!
But the moral of this story is we woke up feeling fine.
How was your head today campers?
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