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dragonlady7Well. I am home. Thank heavens.
I have a terrible sore throat. I woke up and thought it must just be that I'd been snoring or something, you know how sometimes you just wake up and your throat's dry. But all day no matter how much water, soda, juice, or sour mix (i was desperate) i drank, it just kept hurting. So...
Have just self-medicated by removing most of my clothing and drinking about 2.5 oz. of Georgia Moonshine (it's a brand of corn whiskey that they sell in a Mason jar in well-stocked liquor stores) and a chaser of about 4 oz. of cranberry juice. (I chose the Moonshine because it's the only whiskey I still keep in the freezer.)
I do feel better.
I have an excellent and lengthy Airport Bartender story I will post over there tonight (I haven't linked to ab from here yet, have I? Well, I am trying to keep that one anonymous)--- actually it's a series starring one Michael, a chef from Philadelphia (I have his card and will post it-- anyone in Philly looking for a caterer "better than anybody and cheaper than most" do give him a call and tell him Bridget from the Buffalo airport bar sent you), who ended up not even getting onto his flight, and who gave me a $25 tip and a kiss when I left-- but at the moment, am gathering the strength to go make dinner for poor Dave, who has had nothing but a granola bar all day. (I think he must be down to 130 pounds by now, what with all that driving and running around. Poor bastard needs to eat sometimes.)
I have a terrible sore throat. I woke up and thought it must just be that I'd been snoring or something, you know how sometimes you just wake up and your throat's dry. But all day no matter how much water, soda, juice, or sour mix (i was desperate) i drank, it just kept hurting. So...
Have just self-medicated by removing most of my clothing and drinking about 2.5 oz. of Georgia Moonshine (it's a brand of corn whiskey that they sell in a Mason jar in well-stocked liquor stores) and a chaser of about 4 oz. of cranberry juice. (I chose the Moonshine because it's the only whiskey I still keep in the freezer.)
I do feel better.
I have an excellent and lengthy Airport Bartender story I will post over there tonight (I haven't linked to ab from here yet, have I? Well, I am trying to keep that one anonymous)--- actually it's a series starring one Michael, a chef from Philadelphia (I have his card and will post it-- anyone in Philly looking for a caterer "better than anybody and cheaper than most" do give him a call and tell him Bridget from the Buffalo airport bar sent you), who ended up not even getting onto his flight, and who gave me a $25 tip and a kiss when I left-- but at the moment, am gathering the strength to go make dinner for poor Dave, who has had nothing but a granola bar all day. (I think he must be down to 130 pounds by now, what with all that driving and running around. Poor bastard needs to eat sometimes.)
