This is very much what my Saturday night looked like.
It started so innocently with half a bottle of wine and after a few other drinks I heard myself saying, “I have an idea, let’s do tequila shooters.”
It’s funny how tequila always seems like a good idea at the time, yet as my friend always says, “no one EVER wakes up the next morning and says, ‘you know what was a great idea? The tequila shooters.’”
Although, considering my lack of ability to walk and make coherent sentences, I managed to escape what could have been a terrible hangover.
My “recipe” for hangover avoidance success? Sugar and salt in water (or tea) with an Advil as you collapse into bed. Don’t have sugar? Use honey, maple syrup, those little runners jelly beans, just something with some kind of real sugar.
Rules for living 