Wednesday, February 09, 2011

"I coulda been a contender..."

"My size Corona" Times Square, Summer 2010
We grow up. We change allergies every seven years. And apparently, we lose our alcohol tolerance. I used to have a heavy hand and a lenient liver. Now? Not so much.

Not that it's necessarily a bad thing. In some way I believe it to be some kind of blessing. Kind of like my body's natural way of just saying no. But in another way, I think waking up at 1:00 am because of two beers on a non-empty stomach is a little unfair (and ridiculous).

I guess this is growing up....
at Wednesday, February 09, 2011
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4 comments:

  1. Aidan Donnelley RowleyFebruary 9, 2011 at 9:33 AM

    Growing up is good, but sometimes unfair in the way it manifests, no? I too am amazed at the shift in tolerance. I think back to my college days and compare them to now and I laugh. But two beers? That is just not fair!

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  2. JudyFebruary 9, 2011 at 2:26 PM

    Lol, Just wait! It gets worse. If I have a drink after 9 pm, I struggle the next day. One drink.

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  3. Michelle in a shellFebruary 9, 2011 at 5:35 PM

    @Judy
    Oh no! That's not something to look forward to! But at least you have a baby on board!

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  4. Michelle in a shellFebruary 9, 2011 at 5:37 PM

    @Aidan Donnelley Rowley
    Yes! No one warns you what you'll grow up into and have to live without

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