I am a horrible person.
I had to work at church for 15minutes tonight as a door greeter.
I put on my new shorts, a cute tank top, and my stilettos. I looked amazing, just sayin’.
Anyways right before I leave the house Tony calls me and asks me to pick up some Jack Daniels while I’m out.
Whenever we have colds we do a couple shots, wrap up in blankets and sweat it out. This absolutely, totally works everytime. You sleep like a baby and even if it doesn’t kill your cold the sleep helps and you feel better. This isn’t to say we don’t do some shots now and then for recreation because I’ll admit, I love Jack Daniels. I love beer but Jack is my drink of choice. I need no chaser.
Where was I? Tony’s coming down with a cold like something from quitting smoking. Weird huh? Or maybe he’s just coming down with a cold and it just coincides with the week that he went from smoking almost a pack a day to smoking about 4 cigarettes a day. I dunno.
So there aren’t any drive thru liquor stores because Tennessee sucks in that aspect. My choice was to either take my kids in a liquor store, which I”m just not comfortable with. Plus, HAVE YOU SEEN HOW MUCH GLASS IS IN LIQUOR STORES? That’s out. I said to Diantha, why don’t you ride with me out there and wait in the car with the kids while I duck in and buy booze… OR … I could check them into Sunday school and leave them at church and go buy booze.
Diantha looked at me with a floored expression. She’s like, that second option is wrong on SO many levels that it’s actually brilliant.
If the 16 yr old thinks your booze buying plan is brilliant, you go with a different plan.
So she missed the first 30mins of church to drive with me to buy Jack because I figured it was the lesser of the two evils.
And now I have Jack! Come on 11 o’clock!