10 Days of Positivity - Day Four
Sep. 28th, 2013 08:48 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sabineMy job is so full of negativity and awfulness that I need to try to send some good vibes out into the universe to compensate. Also, this will help focus me on the good things in life and make the bad things seem less bad. That's the theory, anyway.
Day Four - Ridiculous alcohol
My folks were in town to watch Emi play soccer. So we did and it was fun. They then decided that we should all play at the park. So we did and it was fun. Then they decided that we should totally go downtown to Oktoberfest. So we did. Beer is delicious. Watching Emi be entranced by the giant Alpine horn players and Ox entranced by the polka = also awesome. Coming home and putting my feet up = awesome.
When Downwood took the kiddos down to the train show, I cracked open my mini bottle of pink Kinky vodka. It tasted like fruity rainbows and unicorn giggles. I listened to some more "Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters" and read some more "Let's Pretend This Never Happened"*.
We had french fries and popcorn for dinner. I opened my mini bottle of blue Kinky and offered Downwood a sip. He declared it to be poison. He's right. it tasted like crushed dreams and instant regret.
So now I'm sipping some candy bar vodka and not at all regretting that it's not whiskey. I need to rack my cherry stout to a secondary fermenter to let it settle before bottling, but for right now I'm content with hoping the Badgers make this a game and trying out our various vodkas in the name of science.
* - Side note, I'm now reading the archives of The Bloggess. Laughing so hard. I wish I was this entertaining.
Day Four - Ridiculous alcohol
My folks were in town to watch Emi play soccer. So we did and it was fun. They then decided that we should all play at the park. So we did and it was fun. Then they decided that we should totally go downtown to Oktoberfest. So we did. Beer is delicious. Watching Emi be entranced by the giant Alpine horn players and Ox entranced by the polka = also awesome. Coming home and putting my feet up = awesome.
When Downwood took the kiddos down to the train show, I cracked open my mini bottle of pink Kinky vodka. It tasted like fruity rainbows and unicorn giggles. I listened to some more "Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters" and read some more "Let's Pretend This Never Happened"*.
We had french fries and popcorn for dinner. I opened my mini bottle of blue Kinky and offered Downwood a sip. He declared it to be poison. He's right. it tasted like crushed dreams and instant regret.
So now I'm sipping some candy bar vodka and not at all regretting that it's not whiskey. I need to rack my cherry stout to a secondary fermenter to let it settle before bottling, but for right now I'm content with hoping the Badgers make this a game and trying out our various vodkas in the name of science.
* - Side note, I'm now reading the archives of The Bloggess. Laughing so hard. I wish I was this entertaining.
