A glass of wine, and a beer and I'm just about drunk. I'm all warm and fuzzy! Once the rest of the beer hits me...well...I can't make any promises.
See, I took a page from MWOS 's book. I was going to ship my box-o-wine to her, but I"m cheap and didn't want to pay for shipping. Hadn't been drunk since baby was born because I'm all paranoid and emergencies and SO, I looked at H - told him he's not to drink anything, momma's gettin' buzzed... and made my way to our fridge!