Just got out of a steaming hot Jacuzzi bubble bath – La Croix sparkling coconut water in one hand and a new book of poetry my aunt just published in the other. Amazing how words are used in so many different ways. In blog posts, in futuristic fiction like the book we will be discussing tonight, in “old fashioned” language like the classics I’m bringing to choose from tonight, as flowery but meaningful words and phrases in my aunt’s poems.
Typically I would already be on at least my 2nd glass of wine. One for the tub and one for getting ready. Then there, if the group was drinking white then white it was. If red, that would be my choice. Because if they were all having one and I had the other, my overconsumption would be obvious. We do honestly have very thoughtful and meaningful discussions about our books. But the poison was always a small part of it, loosening our tongues as we talked about our likes and dislikes.
The hostess already knows I’ll be bringing my own club soda and cranberry; “no caffeine or poison until I have this hormone thing controlled” I will say with a smile 🙂 These are truly what I would consider “normal” drinkers – unless there is something I don’t know, and who knows. And honestly, who cares. I have myself to worry about and that’s it.
Gotta go dry my hair and get ready! Later…