We went to a friend's home yesterday for a playdate. There were a few moms that stayed and a couple of them were having a glass of wine in the kitchen. I didn't--one glass is enough to give me a buzz, sad I know. My son comes into the kitchen and our hostess asked him if he wanted anything.
His answer "No thanks, I don't drink wine."
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So cute. And one glass gives me a buzz, too, which is not to say I decline it when offered.
Megan, I'm glad I'm not the only cheap drunk out there--LOL. I had to drive home.
That's not sad...what's sad is getting knocked out from taking two tablespoons of NyQuil when sick...knocks me out every time. It's a good thing I don't drink because if just a little NyQuil does that to me, what would drinking do to me? LOL
That's cute. From your stories he sounds like a wise older man in a young boy's body :)
And are you going to be reviewing The Laird? I have that one in my TBR pile and I see you have it as a great read.
LOL! What a character!
I'm a cheap drunk too - but
I like a glass of red wine once in a while.
Mad--don't feel bad, NyQuil and Benadryl do the same thing to me.
Kristie--he really is a funny little man.
The Laird is a regular reread for me. I've been through 2 copies and it was only published in 2002. I probably should do a review.
Sam--I actually like an occasional glass of wine or maybe an Amaretto and OJ, but not too often as it knocks me out pretty quick.
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