Last Friday night, I decided to pop over to my friend Lisa to learn
Pinterest. Apparently now you don't have to worry about not having the latest kitchen island, updo, boots or boobs; you just pin them on your moodboard - and voila! Anyway, I might have had a few feel-fine wines during our tutorial...
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| Lisa (right) and The Thing That Wouldn't Leave |
So many, in fact, that I had to sleep over at their house - sorry Lisa! When I walked the walk of shame into my own home the next morn, Cy, 8 said: "We've you been?" Sleepover at Lisa's I said. "Lucky!!!" said Cy, "You get to do whatever you want." Yes, my child you do. And then you pay the price....
The price of getting mulleted like Mother did last night is a dead fish whack on the head all the next day. Well, not all day - there are
The Stages.
The
Why Why Why stage: Poor me, why did the mean hangover fairies choose me? No fair!
The
Delicate and Dizzy stage: While watching Cy's soccer game, I scoff sushi and real Coke (don't even think about the low cal, bring in the big guns). Followed at home with bacon and eggs and kiwi fruit.
That afternoon Kevin and I left for an evening in San Franciso sans famile. It's only 12 mins across the Bay Bridge from where we live in Oakland and I barely go there once a month. Shame on me, I've become such a dreary suburban housewife, friends.
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| Crossing the Bay Bridge |
We headed to the
Embarcadero wharf to view all the $5 organic apples before entering the next stage,
Drinking Plant Blob Tea at
Out The Door. Aah the blood starts flowing.
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| The Embarcadero |
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| Out The Door plant-blob tea |
Next the
SFMOMA art gallery which I chose to match all the stripes I was wearing that day, obviously. Can you believe I've had this
cardy for years and never worn it. I was "keeping it for good." Gosh I'm so bourgeois. Suburban bourgeois housewife. Is that a triple redundancy?
Anyway a tour of the MOMA explains the next couple of stages...
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| Bunch of hungover people left their brains here |
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| Speaks to me of human suffering |
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| Speaks to me of human suffering (oh sorry, it's just an Exit sign) |
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| This bloke looks how I feel |
Next a gander round the fabulous
Barneys; a store for hipsters without hips and loads of cash. These shoes match my crook head.
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| Lace, leopard and red! Oh my! Bad hangover shoes |
Then up the road to
Harry Denton's Starlight Room, an icon here (we still haven't got round to doing the "
Sunday's A Drag Brunch" featuring the most beauteous drag Queens in the land. ) The final stage -
Resisting Hair of the Dog. Oh I do feel like a glass of champers, but I opt for a couple of ginger ales and chat to the bartender.
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| Harry Denton's Starlight Room |
I woke up the next morning at the final stage:
Cured. Can't remember how to do Pinterest though. Another bunch of lifestyle porn I'll have to miss out on. So what's your favourite hangover cure?
Grilled cheese and chocolate milk.
ReplyDeleteAhh - feel better already.
Great combo for any occasion Margaret! Think all the food group are represented there too, or at least the ones that matter
DeleteYou are the thing that can stay any time! I just read (prob on Pinterest) that the latest cureall is actually a bacon sandwich. I'm in full agreement - the world's greatest panacea!! Next time, you are required to belly up to the breakfast bar for a little Niman Ranch, toasted sour dough and a latte before you sneak out. See you next Friday?
ReplyDeletePanacea and belly ready for the next field trip!
DeleteNo!!! She left out the bits about the hungover person's better half sufferings. First there is the late night phone call - "come join us this is sooo much fun". Then the next day "why aren't you more supportive?". She's banned from your house on Fridays.
DeleteSooo, o funny!
DeleteEven at this late date.
Real Coke and a meat pie or bacon and egg sarnie - hangover brekky of champions.
ReplyDeleteOh the meat piew - apparently a golf ball of fat but I'll even take the petrol station ones! Can't wait for Christmas holidays when I can get my hands on one!
ReplyDeleteThat would be meat pies, sorry. Not sure what meat piews are????
DeleteUgh gosh you really do have to pull out the big guns for a hangover. They're the worst. Funny enough I always need salt. I either need to drink a cup or bowl of chicken broth and/or a bag of chips. Always seems to help. And a day of sleep. THe older I get, the worse they get oo. I used to be able to shake them by mid day. Now it's the entire day and I'm so sore the day after that. The body's not meant for this abuse :) xoxo
ReplyDeleteI agree, the older you get the worse they get too. Where is the fairness. Tom Yum Goong soup at some part of the day seems to help too
DeleteJody,
ReplyDeleteThis cracked me up. Girl, that picture was priceless. Sounds like a fun girl's night. Love the art comments the best! (oops sorry exit sign!)
I always hate myself after too much wine. What was I thinking? Ohh, it was actually the wine thinking...That's the problem! Hoping you will be up and running on Pinterest because it's quite fun, though a horrible time suck!
Happy weekend!
xo
Kim
Yes, what was I thinking. Since I'm 50 now, I can say without fear or favour that I don't learn. Love all the greens on your blog today - especially the Kate Beckinsale green.
DeleteSalt n vinegar crisps, real coke, Gatorade and a fried egg sandwich with HP sauce
ReplyDeleteOK, now I know what I was missing - the great British H&P!
Deletethis is possibly your most hilarious blog evah! oh to have a hangover.... i'm living in the Middle East and wishing on the possibility of too much alcohol!
ReplyDeleteA enforced detox! You could market that concept!
DeleteQuite a woman Jody....very impressive...even hungover you gallivant around like a good'un (that photo of you with your friend does not look like you ... at all...)you must have a will of iron....as for me? if I am ever hungover these days it lasts for days and all I need is sleep and painkillers....and maybe a bacon sandwich.
ReplyDeleteLibby - next time I drink I have to remember to wear make-up! I look like my Dad with a wig on!
Deletep.s. what is plant bob tea and I so so want to go to the starlight room.....going on my list.
ReplyDeleteLove them: apparently my one was: "thousand days red jasmine (display) hand-sewn jasmine-scented green tea with a red clover flower." They are all teas with the real whole flower or plant in them. And hand sewn - oh lalal! Bit sci fi really.
DeleteThey keep adding stuff to this social media palaver - Pinterest, Google plus - I can't keep up and the more they add the more I want to scream and run away.
ReplyDeleteWho is that woman in the first picture? I refuse to believe it is you.
Confirming Trish - It's me without make-up and the worse for wear on a Fridee night - yes scareee! Sadly when you're drinking you think you're sooo attractive. Again with the unfairness.
DeleteAlso Trish _ I agree about all the social media stuff. I can barely keep up with Facebook. As I'm such a Luddite, it's a bit of stress for me...but I know it really energises some people.
DeleteA good sleep. Nothing works better. :)
ReplyDeleteAda
A universal cure-all Ada!
DeleteToast and real coke. Although the promise of a day out such as you had would be all the incentive I'd need to shake the nausea off. I have the memory of a goldfish, so I'd have been downing more drinkies by nightfall.
ReplyDeleteGoldfish - love it. My memory is that of a knat...wonder which one is worse?
DeleteI've usually puked up the hangover so just feel a tad fragile the next day. When I say 'usually' I don't mean 'often'... I hate it when the room goes round and round so manage to stop drinking before that stage which I now recognise with accurate expertise.
ReplyDeleteBut a bacon sarnie with fried bread is probably the best ever food for solidifying a queasy alcohol-drenched stomach!
Love the stripy top and cardi look. Très French and you don't look like you're hungover at all!
Fried bread - now I want some. My Grandma (Manchester) was a corker at making that.
DeleteNothing but green tea til lunchtime and then salt .. and lots of it! Bacon sarnies, chips (fries) ... anything salty will do it. So, when you do figure out this Pinterest lark, will you let the rest of us know? Happy Friday ... looking forward to next week's pictures lol!
ReplyDeleteI do need the perfect updo FF, so I am getting on it this weekend!
DeleteHahaha...that was hilarious! I've never been hung over in my life!! Not much of a drinker really, but even when I have had masses, I never get drunk to wake up with a hangover. I'm glad you felt better though. The art place looked interesting. Have a wonderful weekend doll xx
ReplyDeleteYou have got good genes.
DeleteOh I haven't had a hangover for years, I don't think I'd survive it anymore. Three drinks is my absolute tops now, but I'll second Sulk's toast - toast makes everything better.
ReplyDeleteSadly we can't find the good nutty Mulenberg (or is that Kiwi) breads here that really stick to the ribs
DeleteLove the Starlight room, such ambiance! My cure, lots of work, sweat it out! Love Di ♥
ReplyDeleteAnd you end the day with a tidy house...bonus.
DeleteI miss a good hangover, okay, maybe not, but its been so long since I had a drink!
ReplyDeleteAnd pinterest can be addicting--- perhaps even more so than a glass of wine!!
Hang on in there Alexis, a much deserved glass of champers is on it's way on the welcome to the world baby day!
DeleteI have no time to learn Pinterest and not much interest in Pinterest tbh, and my fail safe hangover cure is a mixture of orange, apple and carrot juice freshly squished. Works every time!
ReplyDeleteOK, "TBH" - now I've learned something useful today - is that "To be honest"? I will do the juice squished and not squeezed!
DeleteI usually suffer through it, but my husband swears by a good bloody mary (aka, hair of the dog).
ReplyDeletePinterest is so addicting, but I swear I've found so many ideas that I've actually implemented that I consider time well spent. Of course, as a recovering lawyer I am highly skilled in justifying just about anything. : )
Last skill cannot be found on PInterest and is the most important one of them all
DeleteLuckily I only average about 3 hangovers per week and they disappear smartly with a slick of lipgloss, a couple of girlfriends, a pair of high heels and topping up with a glass of Sauvignon Blanc to accompany a lunch of pasta and bread. Your day after the night out looks perfect. I can't believe you are fifty. What a hottie. Jenny x
ReplyDeleteJenny - the high heels are - of course - key!
DeleteI just can't get over the fact that they put a urinal in a museum and called it art. I guess I see art every day because I see a lot of urinals. :-)
ReplyDeleteEpic: We are all the curators of our day it seems...
DeleteToasted chesse sandwiches, lots of cups of tea, a walk on a windy cold beach definitely gets rid of that hangover feeling
ReplyDeleteA walk on an Irish beach would be just the ticket
Delete"Next a gander round the fabulous Barneys; a store for hipsters without hips and loads of cash."
ReplyDeleteThis is the greatest, greatest statement on the planet. I love you! :P
What do you think of those shoes - love or no?
DeleteToo funny! I am amazed you could even get out of bed, much less go out of the house on a hubby date!
ReplyDeleteThe last time I drank way too much was at a friends 50th! As the evening went on I was laughing (for no reason)and weaving, a friend lost her glasses and was hitting on another woman! The next day was the most miserable ever!That did it for me. I am a lightweight anyway so two glasses of wine is the max.
xoxo
Karena
2012 Artists Series
That's what I need to do, stick to two.
DeleteOh, dear. And here I thought you had reached the stage in life when you "knew better." I guess I erred. Well, «chacun a son goût» as the French put it.
ReplyDeleteFavourite hangover cure? Sorry, I've never been afflicted in that manner (hung-over), so I have no wisdom to share in this self-inflicted matter. Do hope you are fully recovered.
Blessings and Bear hugs.
Too right - what you say is the truth. I'm off to google what chacun a son gout means? Can't find the triangle hat on my computer so its far less suave as gout.
DeleteAh... the price of fun right? This was funny (don't really mean that literally :) but we've all been there Jody!
ReplyDeleteLooks like you took the perfect recovery path and the tea is perfect! So pretty to watch open up and they taste amazing.
xx
leslie
I wonder if you can cure a hangover with another glass of red wine? So out there that it might work. Love the cardy.
ReplyDeletePerfect cure...if you keep to one.
DeleteBeen there, sista. Not fun, not fun at all.
ReplyDeleteHear you.
DeleteOh, dear. Great post, though I am sorry you had to endure such a nasty hangover. My "cure" is a big plate of fried food. Hamburger. Cheese. Boot. The "food" doesn't matter, it just must be fried. This, in fact, does nothing to ease the hangover, but it usually puts me to sleep. If you're not conscious you're not hungover... right? xo style, she wrote
ReplyDeleteYes, something to soak it all up
DeleteLOL! Alcohol and pinterest, online shopping, ebay, Twitter just do not ever go hand in hand. You end up buying things you don't need but heck, they looked good when you're in an alcoholic haze. I've yet to have a hangover only because I'm terribly allergic to alcohol. Friends are appalled when I bring out my inhaler. One puff, one sip, one puff, one sip.
ReplyDeleteThat is one allergy that would be beneficial to me! Instead I'm allergic to garlic
ReplyDeleteSometimes I too, realize that I am spending too much time in suburbia, and not getting over to the city quite enough. You really an get lost in your bubble:)
ReplyDeleteI have ever been to SFMOMA, but I really want to go now;)
*Erin
Its one of the best art galleries I've been to, as its so digestible because it's smaller and so well curated.
DeleteOh this post made me laugh out loud….again and again! We've all been there…you are indeed a super mom to take your hangover on that day out. Tho on reflection, perhaps it's easier than dealing with kids and a hangover. Thanks for cheering up my dreary suburban housewife afternoon ;) Avril x
ReplyDeletePS the boots are HORRENDOUSLY uncomfortable but I'm not brave enough to admit. I reckon I'd get to the end of the street before opting for bare feet :))
Avril, the best hangover cure is a good babysitter every time...GTK about the boots, I was feeling left out not having any trainers wedgies but now I'll skip along in my flat old boots.
DeleteFound you via Avril - love this story can relate completely - though I often just want to be the lazy mom lying on the sofa desperately trying to rehydrate and regain energy:) Glad I found you - a fun read:) I'll be back!
ReplyDeleteHi Poppy's Style, welcome and thanks for popping in. Just heading over to yours now!
DeletePInterest is definitely one of my favorite escapes. Unlike lots of other online endeavors, it's not followed by that mushy-brain-I-just wasted-lots-and-lots-of-time feeling. Love the photos you shared!
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