Paying Money To Feel Like Shit

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Yesterday I was talking with one of my coworkers at the salt mine and he told me that on Friday, he went to a bar with some friends and had a couple of drinks, but felt like shit on Saturday. It was funny, because I told him about Friday evening drinking and how I felt the same way on Saturday. I did tell him, that I have spoken with a couple of my friends and they told me the same thing that I have been suspecting for a while now. That as we are getting older, we might drink less alcohol, but the hangovers are just getting fucking worst. He agreed with me and told me that the reality of it all is, that we don’t need alcohol. Plus, the weekends that we do drink, we don’t get enough rest and feel tired on Monday morning at the salt mine.

I also told him, that my plan for Christmas eve is just to have dinner and chill at home. No alcohol for me. The way that I’m looking at drinking right now is, that I am actually paying money, so I can feel like shit the next day. To be honest with you, that shit is really not making any sense to me anymore. I’m not saying that I will never drink again in my life, but right now, just like I did up to Thanksgiving weekend, I could go for another five months without it.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

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The Hangover Part ???

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OK my homies and homettes, on a drinking note, this past Friday my wife told me that if I mopped the floor, I could have two six packs of beer, so I took her up on the offer. I have to say, I did enjoyed the beers while listening to some old school music, but that wasn’t all there was.

If you know me, I get right to the point here. The entire Saturday, I felt like shit. Yes, like shit. I kept asking myself. Why the fuck did I do it? Why the fuck did I put myself through that shit again? To be honest with you, the only answer was, that I’m a mother fucking hard head. The one thing that I sure didn’t do, was binge. But while shopping with my wife, I did tell her that I regretted even having the first beer on Friday evening. She did tell me that the hangover is the number reason why she stays away from alcohol. Another thing that I told my wife was, that my plan to have a couple of beers on Christmas eve have changed, because I really don’t want to feel like shit the next day. The way that I’m looking at it is, that I’m just going to have dinner and chill at home. No drinking for me for a while. The way that I see is, that the older I get, the less I can tolerate a hangover. Which I think is a good thing.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

I’ve Been Pussy Whipped And I’m Loving It!

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What up! What up! What up my homies and homettes! On a pussy whipped note! The other day, my wife called me to let me know, that since our daughter and son usually go hangout with their friends after Christmas eve dinner, we will be heading on out to the local casino, with her mother and stepfather. I really didn’t want to go, because I don’t find any fun in gambling. But she did mentioned that I could enjoy the live entertainment, which I like because of the old school music, and she mentioned that I could have a couple of beers while I’m there. If you personally knew me, you would know that she didn’t have to say anything else after beers.

My point is, that some super-duper macho men with over inflated egos, might say that I have been pussy whipped, but that’s not the case at all. You see, since I don’t drink on a daily basis, my wife doesn’t mind me drinking on weekends since I’m off from the salt mine and I always do it at home, she just hates my binging. So what she’s telling me is, that it is OK for me to have a couple of beers on special occasions, but not every weekend. So if my wife taking care of me is being pussy whipped, then I guess I am, AND I’M LOVING IT! Whaahh-psssh!

As always, wherever you are in this crazy planet of ours, good morning, good afternoon, good evening or good night. I hope that you are enjoying it or have enjoyed it to the fullest.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

I Love Our Alone Time

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What up! What up! What up my homies and homettes! On an alone time note! Yesterday I had a really, really, really busy and long day, but to be honest with you, no matter what, I really fucking enjoyed it. WHY? Well, as usual, I spent most of my Saturday with my beautiful wife shopping and running some errands. I also got her father breakfast, drove my baby Nino to the veterinarian to get groomed and picked up my twenty-four year old son at his aunt’s home, where he spent the night drinking and having fun with his aunt and cousins. Which is not his style, since he likes to stay home playing video games online, when he is off from work and school.

My point is, that it really helps me mentally to get out of the apartment and do something, rather than staying home doing shit. As a mater of fact, I used to hate it when my wife made me run errands and do shopping with her on Saturdays, because of the crowds, traffic and then looking for a parking spot in our neighborhood when we got back, which sometimes takes more than an hour. But after a while, I noticed something very important happening, that I was spending quality time with my wife and I loved it, because we were having our alone time. During that time, we get to catch up on some things, laugh and have a lot of fun. I mean, don’t get me wrong, just like any other couple, sometimes we argue about the stupidest shit there is, like making the wrong turn, but that is quickly forgotten and we move on. My advice to my loyal 1.5 readers is, to spend as much alone time as you can with your better half. If you don’t have a better half and you feel like shit. Get the fuck out there and do something!

As always, wherever you are in this crazy planet of ours, good morning, good afternoon, good evening or good night. I hope that you are enjoying it or have enjoyed it to the fullest.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

My Last Weekend Binge

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What up! What up! What up my homies and homettes! Well, one thing about me and this here crazy, insane and boring blog of mine is, that unlike other bloggers, who always portray a beautiful, positive and successful fake life, I don’t have time for that shit. In other words, either I post the truth or I don’t post shit at all. Anyways getting to the story, the thing that I forgot to mention on my last post was, that after being sober for five months, on Thanksgiving weekend, I had a couple of cold ones. To be honest with you, I’m not even looking at it as setback, because like I told my shrink many times, I’m not planning on staying sober for the rest of my life, I just want to stop the continuous weekend binge drinking that I had going on or the last three years. I’m really not disappointed, because the way that I look at it is, that I was just enjoying a holiday with family and friends. Nothing more, nothing else.

What my lovely wife did ask me was, if I was planning on drinking for the coming Christmas and New Year holiday, which I answered with no hesitation. NO! The reason for my decision is, that hangovers really fucking suck! It could be that #1) As I’m getting older, I’m get wiser. #2) I’m just getting tired of drinking or #3) 1 and 2. Whatever the reason or reasons, I’m really not looking forward to feeling like shit on my weekends anymore, just for the hell of drinking. I mean, I don’t see anything wrong with having a few cold ones once in a blue moon, just not every fucking weekend like I was doing a couple of months ago.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

Gobble Gobble My Madafakas!

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Happy Thanksgiving my homies and homettes! Not only is today a holiday, but it is also a four-day weekend for me. WOO-HOO! That means that I don’t have to deal with none of the bullshit at the salt mine, until next Monday. Again!… WOO-HOO!

Like every year, my wife will be cooking our Thanksgiving dinner, but one thing that she warned family members and friends who are coming over was, that since she rarely drinks alcohol, because she has to be injected with insulin every day due to her diabetes, and I’ve been sober for five months now, she ain’t buying no alcohol for nobody. In other words, it’s a BYOB (Bring Your Own Booze or Bring Your Own Bottle) kind of thang. When she told me that, I had to laugh, because I’ve told her numerous times, that it doesn’t bother me if she drinks alcohol, because she’s not the one with the weekend binge drinking problem, plus I only had a problem with people drinking in front of me, my first few sober weekends. After that, I still have my moments of stinking thinking, but I dismiss them very quickly. So this long ass weekend, I’m just going to be eating like a madafaka and chilling like a villain at home.

As for my loyal 1.5 readers, enjoy the holiday to the fullest and if you’re just not into getting shitfaced like I used to do on the weekends, then leave the drinking to the professionals… You know who we they are.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!

Tony’s Not So Expert Advice

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First things first my hermanos and hermanas from another madre! Wherever you are in this crazy, funny, insane, strange, weird and all put together in an unlabeled bottle, planet of ours, good morning, good afternoon, good evening or good night. As always, enjoy it to the fullest and do not to let nobody fuck it up for you no matter what happens. Also, remember to be yourself, but keep in mind, not to be a dick or an asshole to others, because we are already filled to capacity with those and we won’t be able to handle another one.

On a sober note! Today is Saturday November 17, 2018 and that means that I have been sober for four months and thirty days or even better yet, one hundred fifty-two days in total. I have to say, that sobriety has really helped me deal with my anxiety, bipolar II disorder, depression and OCD. I really feel fucking great!

For those of you out there in the blogosphere, AKA my loyal 1.5 readers, who might not know it, my wife and I officially started dating exactly on October 2, 1987 (She has made sure that I never forget that date). Back then she was fifteen and I was seventeen. As a matter of fact, just last month, on October 2, 2018, we celebrated our thirty-first anniversary. Woo-Hoo!

Hey look, to be honest with you, we are proud, happy and still very much in love after all these years. But just like any other young couple, at first we had a lot of ups and downs. But trust me, I don’t regret anything, because as we were getting used to being young parents and living together, we learned a lot about each other.

As you might know by now, I’m no expert, but there are a few things that I can tell young couples, that I wished I was told back in the days, but was not.

  1. Respect each another.
  2. Trust each other.
  3. If something about you is bothering your partner, listen, then fix it.
  4. If something about your partner is bothering you, say something, because humans can’t read minds.
  5. Once is a mistake. Twice is a pattern. Three times is a habit.
  6. Nobody wears the so-called pants in the home.
  7. Regardless of sex and or income, a relationship is 50/50.
  8. It takes two people to procreate babies and also two to take care of them.
  9. Always include your partner in every decision, no matter how meaningless, you might think it is.
  10. If you didn’t understand something that your partner did or say, say something.
  11. Value your partner’s opinion and input, don’t dismiss them, just because.
  12. Put yourself in your partner’s shoes.
  13. Be open-minded.

With that said! I am Audi 5000 y’all!