Tahoe Trip: The Bar Chronicles

I took a little mini break to Reno/Tahoe this past weekend to see Sting and Peter Gabriel in concert in Rock, Paper, Scissors.

Getting there was a HUGE hassle.

My Thursday evening flight was cancelled.

And I did all my nervous flyer prep – 2 Ativan, 1 Makers on the rocks, 2 beers, and a downloaded movie (Avatar) to distract myself.

So when the young lady at the counter suggested I use a credit from Alaska Air to DRIVE to Reno, I was in no condition to drive.

Fast forward to Friday morning.

I’m finally on a plane heading to Reno/Tahoe airport.

There was a whirlwind of activity when I arrived:

  • Breakfast with my sister
  • Packing for the overnight in Tahoe
  • Buying food in case we get the munchies after the concert
  • The short drive to Tahoe, which I scored the music for
  • And finally, checking in to our hotel – Harvey’s

And so it was, at 1 pm, that we commenced with the drinking.

I think I had, over the course of 6 hours, 5 gin and tonics (they were small), one mojito, and one VERY POORLY MADE SAZERAC.

sazeracNEVER ORDER A COCKTAIL IF THE BARTENDER ASKS YOU HOW TO MAKE IT!

I got rye whiskey on the rocks with a splash of simple syrup and a dash of Angostura bitters.

Garnished with a lemon wedge.

No absinthe wash, no Peychaud’s bitters, and IT WAS SERVED ON ICE.

Ok, enough with the rant.

My sister and I drank so much that we opted to just drink water at the concert.

This, I think, saved us both from hangovers the next day.

And, unlike our Elton John debacle, we actually remember the WHOLE CONCERT!

Chew something!

I am on a diet.

I need to be on a diet because I’m on medication that causes weight gain.

Frowny face.

My weight wouldn’t be a problem if only I’d exercise more.

But I’m basically a lazy woman who hates to sweat.

I also hate it when I’m out of breath.

And my heart rate soars to 180+ when I work out WHICH I CAN’T SUSTAIN.

I blame my mother for my food issues.

She told me that as an infant she had to stuff the bottle in my face right after she shoveled food in it or I’d scream.

I can totally see this behavior in me as an adult – shoveling in food followed by a big swig of booze.

Not healthy.

Not a good habit to develop.

Needless to say, I’ve given up drinking as much as I used to in the past.

And for this my liver THANKS ME!

It’s been two days and I’ve lost 4 pounds.

Which isn’t THAT big a deal because basically I can SNEEZE and lose 4 pounds.

But it’s progress in the right direction.

So wish me luck and cross your fingers hoping I’ll be successful on this liquid milkshake diet I’m on.

Lord knows how much I’m craving to CHEW SOMETHING!

 

P.S. I totally cheated last night when I licked a serving spoon full of peanut butter clean. . .

Tahoe Trip: The Bar Chronicles

I took a little mini break to Reno/Tahoe this past weekend to see Sting and Peter Gabriel in concert in Rock, Paper, Scissors.

Getting there was a HUGE hassle.

My Thursday evening flight was cancelled.

And I did all my nervous flyer prep – 2 Ativan, 1 Makers on the rocks, 2 beers, and a downloaded movie (Avatar) to distract myself.

So when the young lady at the counter suggested I use a credit from Alaska Air to DRIVE to Reno, I was in no condition to drive.

Fast forward to Friday morning.

I’m finally on a plane heading to Reno/Tahoe airport.

There was a whirlwind of activity when I arrived:

  • Breakfast with my sister
  • Packing for the overnight in Tahoe
  • Buying food in case we get the munchies after the concert
  • The short drive to Tahoe, which I scored the music for
  • And finally, checking in to our hotel – Harvey’s

And so it was, at 1 pm, that we commenced with the drinking.

I think I had, over the course of 6 hours, 5 gin and tonics (they were small), one mojito, and one VERY POORLY MADE SAZERAC.

sazeracNEVER ORDER A COCKTAIL IF THE BARTENDER ASKS YOU HOW TO MAKE IT!

I got rye whiskey on the rocks with a splash of simple syrup and a dash of Angostura bitters.

Garnished with a lemon wedge.

No absinthe wash, no Peychaud’s bitters, and IT WAS SERVED ON ICE.

Ok, enough with the rant.

My sister and I drank so much that we opted to just drink water at the concert.

This, I think, saved us both from hangovers the next day.

And, unlike our Elton John debacle, we actually remember the WHOLE CONCERT!

Giving up booze

michelleIt’s that time of year again when I give up booze for….

Well, just for the hell of it, quite frankly.

I already miss it.

But at least I sent it out on a high note – I drank 7 bottomless mimosas at Campbell Brewing Company for Reggae on Sundays.

I can’t even begin to tell you how long I napped and how painful my headache was when I woke up.

In the past, I’ve given up booze for 30 days.

Tejas is even joining me by giving up alcohol in his diet.

Truthfully, I got the idea from a new diet I started.

One which my friend Lynne lost 118+ pounds on. From a size 26 to a size 14. Woot!

I’ve been on the diet and so far here’s my assessment:

  • I’m hungry, but not painfully so.
  • Drinking a gallon of water a day makes me pee like a racehorse.
  • My vitamins make me want to PUKE. No seriously, I gag as I drink them.
  • It’s a low calorie, high protein diet which normally I wouldn’t attempt but…hello… 118 pounds!

I’ve been on the diet 4 days and I’ve lost 7 pounds so far.

So it’s looking good.

Time to get healthy.

Leave a comment or DM me and cheer me on!

My addictions

Today, I had lunch with my friend Marina. She regaled me with stories of her blossoming love life. I got to thinking about my own love life, which is decidedly less colorful than hers.

For the new year, I was thinking of giving up men for a time. I also was thinking of giving up booze.

Between the two, it’s easier for me to give up booze than it is for me to give up men.

I just happen to love men.

Even the ones who I shouldn’t remember fondly, I remember fondly.

I am also an eternal optimist, ever hopeful that I’ll meet someone who finds me out- of-this-world amazing and whom I find equally extraordinary.

If I’m honest, I have several addictions:

Lingerie – Especially high end French and Italian pieces.

Costuming – I can’t seem to stop putting together costumes for Burning Man events.

Alcohol – Love everything about it.

Evening gowns – Whether it’s sequins or lace I’m a big fan of it and own about 3 dozen dresses.

Men, – It’s actually easier for me to give up alcohol than it is for me to give up men.

Black vinyl PVC – More of a fetish really, but I just can’t get enough of it.

Food – Ugh. Most definitely a vice of mine.

These are my addictions. And not in that order.