I have had one lazy Sunday, mostly because my diet yesterday consisted of mainly sangria. I had two parties to go to, both were wicked fun and had lots of sangria. Last night, I managed to get home around midnight in one piece. Walking through Southie to Broadway Station alone is probably not the safest thing to do alone around midnight either then walking home from the T but I did it. I didn’t even feel very drunk. Unfortunately, I felt hit by an 18 wheeler this morning.
I miss the days where I could drink and drink and feel like nothing happened in the morning. I am hoping a hard cider might hide the head ache. My new cider addiction is:
It isn’t as sweet as Magner’s or as subtle as Woodchuck. I am really liking it.
Me and Secret Sister started the day at The Wheelhouse Diner. The cook there was talking about customers giving him jokes and how he challenges them to come up with good jokes. I have to find some good ones for when I go back. We sit at the counter and the cook is about 2 feet away from the counter so there is good banter with him when we are there.
I then came and continued to read Voyager. I am about 2/3rds through it. I have the next book to read once I am done. My reading list is getting very long. I want to read The Bronze Horseman series next. My list is getting to be quite long. Reading has always been a form of escape for me and I can’t get enough.
For Father’s Day, me, the brother and Secret Sister took my Dad to Bertucci’s for dinner. The constant bickering between Dad and Secret Sister was getting to me. She treats him like a kid and he hates it. I hate their bickering. It drives me crazy. My brother isn’t too crazy about it either.
Happy Father’s Day to all the Dad’s out there!