Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Fair Warning

So I got 'the talk' yesterday.

I mentioned I'm going to see my cousin in Green Bay, Wisconsin a few posts ago. Her name's Kelly and although we're about seven times removed or something, we were always very close growing up. I'd visit her during the summer at her cottage up north, learning to flirt with boys and how to wear a bikini (She could always pull one off! Even when she was eleven!) Or one of us would visit the other in their hometowns, moms and brothers in tow.

The last time I saw her was about thirty years ago (!!?) when we were both still teenagers. Then we lost touch. She went onto marry, divorce (amicably) and raise two wonderful children who are both stellar athletes and scholars. I ... well ... I got married, published a couple of novels, and worked on my drinking problem.

About a year ago, we found each other online and we've been talking and emailing ever since. It's like we just picked up where we left off and it wasn't long before the idea of a visit came up. When her boyfriend won tickets to the Green Bay Packers opening game on September 9, they generously invited my husband and me.

Unfortunately (or fortunately, as the case may be) my husband is too busy to make the trip - so I'm going on a solo adventure. Been doing the shopping and packing and picking up souvenirs, feeling like a kid buying new jeans and running shoes, as if I'm getting shipped off to college.

Anyway, 'the talk' happened after I was trying to determine what cleanse days to take this week (I'm leaving Friday morning). Since you don't cleanse on vacation, no worries there. But I also want to enjoy the last few days I have with my husband. When I was trying to figure it out, he said: "I don't care what you do here. Just be careful when you're there. No getting drunk."

This warning fresh on the heels of him having to keep me from falling at that restaurant last week. Actually, I'm glad that happened. Nothing like a close call to remind you there's a reason you have 'a limit.' Remember - you can never have too little to drink, but you can always (and easily) have too much!

By the way, Kelly's dad had a brush with football fame when he was signed by the Packers as a young man. A knee injury took him out early, but his NFL career was always a source of pride for the family, no matter how short-lived it was. After all, the Packers have won more championships than any other team in NFL history - thirteen. Maybe this season will make it a lucky fourteen!

More about the last time I saw Kelly in a future post ... cuz it was the occasion of my first one-night stand.

Yes, I was very drunk.

And no, it wasn't with Kelly.


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