Actually, I don't really get hangovers. I drink a full bottle of water when I get home and then go to bed. When I get up in the morning, I drink another full bottle of water. I even make it to church the next morning (usually). I did have a two day hangover once and that was the fault of Maddog 20/20.
I have only tossed my cookies once. That was a very interesting night. It was also the only night I drove drunk (if you can call it driving). My husband and I were engaged and went out to a party. I got completely smashed. Couldn't even tell you what I was drinking because it is all a blur. Anyway, my hubby stays sober and drives us home. We have a loaner car from the dealership because his car was in the shop. We live way out in the boonies and were going down this one hollow and a deer runs out in front of us. I pass out and my husband tries to avoid the deer. We hit the bank and were stuck (not that I noticed at that point). I finally come around and my husband makes me sit in the driver's seat with the car in reverse so he can push us out. O.K. I found the gas pedal and pushed it and was going backward, but I just kept driving backward. He's yelling at me to hit the brakes and for the life of me I didn't know where they were. Finally found them and hit them. Hubby takes over and drives us to my parents house. He carried me downstairs to throw up. He wasn't so accomodating when I said I had to use the ladies again to tinkle. He told me to do it. I went in the corner of my room and did. Didn't remember a thing the next morning. We're sitting at breakfast with my parents and I said, "My robe was by the window last night, it must have rained because it's wet." and my darling hubby says (excuse the vulgarity) "Nope, it's because you pissed on the floor last night!" My mother (who is a complete neat freak) turned white. My dad starts laughing his butt off and I'm in shock. It was one of the most embarrassing moments of my life.
I did learn two things that night. Never drink and drive, even to get out of a ditch when no one else uses that road, and NEVER drink that much again.
This is probably an overshare. Does anyone else have a similarly bad "I got so smashed..." story? C'mon, people, don't make me feel like a total loser.
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I'm like you Trish, I've never had a hangover. I always try to drink a glass of water for each drink I have, and I usually don't get that drunk. Except for this one time...
I was at a party and someone convinces me to play a drinking game. I can handle my alcohol very well, so I thought I could handle it. The catch is, everyone else was drinking beer, and I was drinking cheap boxed wine. By the large red cupful. I made it through the drinking game and someone made rum and cokes. So, we're hanging out in the kitchen, and I'm sitting on the floor, and I spill my full rum and coke (which is good, because I really didn't need it by this point) all over me. My pants are soaked! And I kind of just sit in them and walk around in soaked, sticky pants. Then, later, my body decided to reject all the alcohol but someone else had locked herself in the bathroom. So, I was left with the kitchen sink, and boy did I give that sink a workout. My husband (then fiancee) had to work that night, and he doesn't drive, so I had to pick him up at 5am! I somehow managed to stay awake and sober up in time to go get him.
To this day, I will not drink boxed White Zinfandel. It took me years before I would even drink bottled White Zinfandel again!