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Thursday – The Lush Life
Nov. 20th, 2008 02:48 pm.
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Today on my drive into work, I was thinking about Shelly and Chris, a couple I used to know though my old coworker Bren, who had grown up with the two of them.
Shelly was an Amazon of a woman, tall and big boned. She liked to have fun, and for her that usually involved getting drunk. I've never met another person – man or woman – who could drink like Shelly. She is the only person I've ever met who always ordered two beers at a time so she could have one in each hand.
She enjoyed drinking, and was grateful that she didn't the kind of issues that would mean she shouldn't drink. Holding her beer in each hand, I often heard her say (no doubt because she had forgotten she'd mentioned this before), "Both of my parents are alcoholics. Thank God I'm not one!"
( Mixed Emotions, Shaken Not Stirred )
.
.
Today on my drive into work, I was thinking about Shelly and Chris, a couple I used to know though my old coworker Bren, who had grown up with the two of them.
Shelly was an Amazon of a woman, tall and big boned. She liked to have fun, and for her that usually involved getting drunk. I've never met another person – man or woman – who could drink like Shelly. She is the only person I've ever met who always ordered two beers at a time so she could have one in each hand.
She enjoyed drinking, and was grateful that she didn't the kind of issues that would mean she shouldn't drink. Holding her beer in each hand, I often heard her say (no doubt because she had forgotten she'd mentioned this before), "Both of my parents are alcoholics. Thank God I'm not one!"
( Mixed Emotions, Shaken Not Stirred )
