******Disclaimer....one part of this post is gross....just so you know!!!!
Okay do you guys remember a recent post when I talked about how Jamey is the griller in the family and he judges lengths of cooking time of the meat by the number of beers he drinks when he is cooking.....well.....he slow cooked/smoked some ribs today....they took WAY too many beers to get done!!!!! 12 to be exact!!!!! I had no idea he had drank that much outside and he didn't act "drunk" at all when he came in to eat after the 3 1/2 hour cooking time for the meat.
Jamey drinks beer every week. He may drink 1 or 2 one night after work...skip a night or two....drink 3 or 4 on a weekend afternoon/night....skip a day or two drink a few that day....you get the picture....he is not a heavy drinker...a frequent one perhaps but in small doses. Well....today's 12 cold ones were fine and dandy when he was cooking and SOMEHOW he even had room somewhere in his self to eat after that....he was still fine...jolly happy and festive actually.
The ride to the fireworks did him in. I drove us there of course and 2 seconds after getting in the car he got VERY quiet...TOO quiet. He started slumping lower and lower in his seat. If you know me at all you know that there are certain situations when I have NO sympathy at all for people. This was one of those times so off to the fireworks we went.
Well, needless to say he was too sick to get out of the car to watch the show so he slumped over in the car to sleep in between opening the car door and throwing up "beer and corn" right beside the poor people in the car next to us! I was a little embarrassed but not enough to leave and disappoint the kids. He isn't a person who is loud when he throws up and honestly I don't think the people noticed what was going on. (they seemed like a family that would have spoken up). I will put a huge guilt trip on him tomorrow about the whole thing. How could you keep cracking them open when you know what you normally drink and what your limits are.....big goof!!!!
The kids and I really enjoyed the fireworks...especially Riley who was delighted and amazed. Sam was more like scared yet fascinated. Other than Daddy -O getting too plastered to watch the fireworks we had a perfect 4th of July! I guess if I had to pick I would pick a husband who is silent and nauseous over a loud and belligerent drunk husband any day of the week....it could have been a lot worse.
Oh Jamey! LoL. I have no sympathy of alcohol related sickies either. Hangovers do not buy you a nap in my house, you did it to yourself, you suck it up, drink some peppermint tea and do everything that is normally expected of you. We are every night drinkers, so if either of us ever gets drunk and sick there is just no excuse. We have high tolerances for alcohol and we both know our limit!
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