I've come to the conclusion that people have a foolish youth because recovery takes too long as you get older. Not that I'm saying I'm "older"! I just don't remember wine spritzers kicking me in the ass quite so hard. Who am I kidding? I never drank wine spritzers in my youth...maybe I should switch back to paralyzers and mixed shots and throw in more dancing?
Or maybe the nasty hangover is the result of a somewhat healthier lifestyle...I mean, I find I'm enjoying my coffee less and less these days so why wouldn't my body be telling me to lay off other unhealthy substances? So much for all those articles claiming that wine is good for you then!
. . . . . . . . . . Tongue in cheek tales of a redhead who seems to take the long way...
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I received my personal items from work today. Aside from the snide comment from the courier who noted that I was still in my pajamas after 9 a.m. it was nice to have a delivery. That is until he also mentioned that something in the box seemed to be leaking....
It appears my lovely co-worker didn't bother to empty my travel mug so the now rotten coffee was all over my things....lucky for me the last time I used the mug I had only left maybe a third of a cup. Maybe it was because I'm a non-morning person but it seemed a bit like kicking someone when they're down to me.
On the up-side I am really loving my little Mr.Coffee capuccino machine - a Christmas gift from my sis. I use my IKEA $3 milk frother thingamajig and the microwave for the steamed milk since I hate cleaning the steamer part and use the espresso part with some BC type of crazy coffee - Kicking Horse...more like kicking ass...can't help but wake up when you're drinking that!
Well tis the season....it's not quite New Years which is more traditionally the time to reflect back on the past year but a lot has been rolling around in my head for the past few weeks.
It has not escaped my notice how different this Christmas is for me. Last year's Christmas was not so good (understatement) on a number of fronts. This year is still a bit of a challenge; it's still a little lonely and I'm not having an open house or touring Corydon for gift ideas but I am headed "home" for the holidays. I can't wait to get there. There are 2 fun boys to hang out with, amazing Christmas baking a la sister to sample, friends to catch up with as much as possible, my dad's yearly debate between turkey and ham and ridiculously cold weather to adjust to.
And I'm thankful for all of it...even the -30 temps.