Anyway. Here are the questions this week and my witty responses. Enjoy.
1) What is your favourite drink called? What are the ingredients in it?
Water. And the ingredients are...water. Oh, you meant with alcohol? It's been so long I'd forgotten what that was. The whole three pregnancies and breastfeeding two infants in the last two years put a bit of a damper in my alcohol consumption.
Joking aside, I've never been a big drinker. If you've been reading this blog for any amount of time you know I'm naturally a little crazy; alcohol has always seemed redundant. I was quite a party girl back in the day, but the designated driver kind of party girl: I just went to the clubs for the dancing. My favourite drinks are Bacardi Breezer tropical orange smoothies, chocolate martinis, sex on the beach and the good old break-in-the-virgin-gently fuzzy navel.
Peach schnapps + orange juice = fuzzy navel. Told you it was gentle.
Peach schnapps + orange juice + vodka + cranberry juice = sex on the beach. Getting rougher.
Vodka + creme de cacao = chocolate martini. Oh yeah.
Nineteen, Canada's legal drinking age. I thought I got drunk before then, but it turns out a 1/4 inch of rum in a giant glass of Coke doesn't actually result in intoxication and my participation in a shopping cart race down a hill later that night was due to the placebo effect, not drunkenness.
3) Name an embarrassing moment about you or your friends that occurred while drinking.
The first time I was dancing on the ledge overlooking the dance floor at a club and I lost my balance and fell off. The second time this happened was at my bachelorette party and I was so drunk that I thought I was flying, not falling, so instead of being embarrassed I yelled "Whee!!" the whole way down. Then I lay happily on the floor in the foam (it was a foam party) until my bridesmaids came and dragged me out.
4) What is your favourite party drinking game?
I don't have one. I think I used to, but I can't quite remember what it was, not surprisingly.
5) Are you a happy drunk? Sad drunk? Sleepy drunk? Paranoid drunk? or other?
I am a very, very happy, affectionate, drunken exhibitionist until I abruptly fall asleep wherever I happen to be at the time. I strongly believe that alcohol just loosens inhibitions rather than magically turning you into some other person. So if you become a huge bitch when you're drunk, honey, you ain't that nice underneath it all. In my case I keep the bitch on the outside, but alcohol brings out my inner (slightly slutty) sweetheart.
6) Are you a hard drinker (straight liquor, shots, etc.)? Fruity drinker (daiquiris, mixers, etc)? not a drinker at all? or Other?
See above. I tend to be the designated driver, because my husband enjoys drinking more than I do and if I'm not with him, I'm driving myself home. When I do drink, it's usually fruity, but I'm not opposed to shots. I usually get drunk, unlike in my 20's. That's because I rarely go out anymore, so I know I'd better live it up because who knows when the occasion will come around again.
I miss dancing (no alcohol required) in a club instead of just at zumba. But I don't have anyone to go with: my husband has never liked clubbing, my girlfriends are no longer interested and I think it's weird/dangerous to go out dancing alone. But geez, I'm 34, not 84. Is the party really over already?