I should. But I AM AWAKE. and its too late to take an ambien.
Oh dear.
I've been more or less awake since 5. I kept trying to go back to sleep, but it wouldn't stick. Dear brain, it's Sunday! Back off.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I should. But I AM AWAKE. and its too late to take an ambien.
Oh dear.
I've been more or less awake since 5. I kept trying to go back to sleep, but it wouldn't stick. Dear brain, it's Sunday! Back off.
I am so sorry, Consuela.
Consuela, I'm so sorry.
I'm sorry, Consuela.
I'm sorry, Connie. Try to get some rest.
So. Guess who got a call at 4am from Emmett's friend Desiree, telling me he'd been throwing up violently for two hours?
Laura's mom was already there when I drove across the bridge and got to the hotel to collect him. (Laura was his date.)
He doesn't have a lot of experience drinking, but now he knows not to mix Absinthe, grain alcohol and Peach Vodka.
Spoiler font because it's so gag worthy.
Anyway. I ain't even mad. Nobody was driving drunk. His friends took care of him and called when it was beyond their control. And he won't like the smell of licorice for the rest of his life.
It happened back at his hotel room too, so minimal public humiliation, though I'm sure he'll be a topic of conversation when everybody meets for breakfast.
And he was looking so damn smooth before the Prom.
Kicking Emmett upside the head is somewhat redundant under the circumstances.
I expected him to drink tonight, so that's not an issue.
I shouldn't be surprised that he got drunk because (a) he doesn't drink, really; and (b) it was prom; and (c) he is not particularly good at reining in his enthusiastic pursuit of anything fun.
And he's going to feel very crappy indeed for the next twenty four hours.
Spoiler font because it's so gag worthy.
Punishment seems almost redundant at this point.
Eta- it does seem that they handled it reasonably smartly, and the lesson his own body is teaching him won't soon be forgotten.
Oh god, I was such a mess the morning after my prom, and my grandparents had just gotten into town for graduation, and I had to try to play it off. Good times.