Sunday, October 23, 2011

Great Weekend, But I Have One Regret

Until this weekend, I had never been to a wedding with coolers of beer with stickers on top saying which beers were in each one, and you could just reach in and grab them yourself. I'm telling you this because it led to HLP (Heterosexual Life Patner) and myself lining up the tops of them on our table in an attempt to drink every different type of beer, which led to horrible, horrible drunkenness on my part.

Back in our cottage with other guests, while in varying stages of blacking out watching the World Series, I threw a stuffed goose for this great dog that was along for the wedding, she jumped over a couch to get it, knocking red wine all over some poor guy's suit. I don't remember much of this, but apparently I thought this was hilarious and I never so much as apologized.

Now, I know this was stupid on my part, but when there's a stuffed goose and a terrific dog in the room with me, I'm not NOT going to throw the stuffed goose for the terrific dog. Right?

No, it was dumb, and I need to get my boozing under control . . .

3 comments:

radioactive girl said...

This post on my phone looks fine and I can read it but on here it looks like a bunch of pictures and stuff. I thought I was crazy until I scrolled down and saw that everything else looks normal, just not this post. What's up with this?

My favorite line is
I'm not NOT going to throw the stuffed goose". It cracked me up!

sybil law said...

Uh, of COURSE you're gonna throw the stuffed goose! Seriously. I'd have done that sober. The dog should apologize! Damn.

Dr. Kenneth Noisewater said...

I'm glad the two of you have my back in this one. Appreciate it. I really did fall in love with that dog. I miss her . . .