Bad judgment

During our recent road trip, I heard a song that will forever make me think of fun and alcohol poisoning... I know, I know, I should not say those two things together, but thank gawd for whatever it is that gets us through our stupid decisions in life...

Imagine if you will... an endless heatwave... going grocery shopping with your roommate/bestest friend... deciding at 9AM that margaritas sound REALLY GOOD... so you buy LARGE QUANTITIES of STUFF at the store, deciding not to eat when you get home, but go straight to the margaritas...

Hours and hours later, after a person or two has left the party, and the margaritas became anything you and your roommate could mix with tequila, if mixing was really even necessary... and after the dancing around and on the table while wearing your roommate's red sheet; dancing to the song below, you decide you probably need a nap, but the man you've been seeing (and will eventually marry) has shown up, decides maybe you need dinner and prepares you food... and stays with you throughout the night, which is a good thing, because you wake up in the wee hours feeling sun burnt and insane... and he gets you water and helps you to the bathroom, and does all sorts of responsible things... while your crazy roommate somehow finds it within himself to actually go out on a first date!!!

That is what this song makes me think of... and when I hear it, I still smile... and thank my lucky stars...

 

Comments

[zombie rotten mcdonald]

ummm, yeah....so where exactly does the bad judgment come in? Seems to me that you made appropriate choices right down the line.

[Jennifer]

I left out details... feeling the swilling of LARGE amounts of tequila was enough.

I don't regret any of that day, but do see where things could have gone drastically wrong in numerous places. I should not have put myself in those places...

[zombie rotten mcdonald]

I think we need to re-enact the episode. Exactly how much tequila are we talking?

Also, type pad is still having issues. You are welcome to Cob Log at the Empire, of course

SMILEYSMILEYSMILEYSMILEY

[ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®©]

GOOD MORNING!

Time for MARGARITAS!
~

[zombie rotten mcdonald]

Don't mind if I do.

[Von]

Such a nice post!
Now, let's have some tequila
and
cake vodka

[blue girl]

Jennifer, I think "bad judgment" is the definition of tequila in the dictionary.

And I have memories of the same sort of bad judgment!! Oh, the people in our lives who love us. They are priceless!

xoxo

[Laura Chiaramida]

I have a somewhat similar story myself.
The biggest difference would have to be that my "Friends" dumped me in a ditch sometime during the night and I woke up there, trying to fill in the blanks.
I have a headache just thinking about it now.. :)

((Hugs))
Laura

[Jennifer]

I think we need to re-enact the episode.

M'no....

GOOD MORNING!

Time for MARGARITAS!

M'no...

let's have some tequila
and
cake vodka

M'no...

I think "bad judgment" is the definition of tequila in the dictionary.

I AGREE!

Egads, Laura! I'm glad you're still with us. I hope the friends aren't!

[zombie rotten mcdonald]

you mean I was drinking margaritas all day BY MYSELF?

[zombie rotten mcdonald]

Egads, Laura!

Canucks know how to PARTY.

[Kathleen]

aw that is a fun story

[nnntewns]

: )