When Squeak gave me this “anti-hangover recipe” per se, I admit I was a bit leery. But I figured I’d have a wee bit too much to drink on my birthday so gave it a whirl…
To avoid the after-effects of alcohol (including massive headaches), stock up on Vitamin B12 (and it’s cheap). Take 2 pills right before your first drink, and then 2 pills with every fourth drink.
Mind you, I don’t normally drink over four drinks at one setting, but people bought me a lot of shots (Three Wise Men is nasty) for my birthday. You would have thought it was my 21st birthday at the bar. I was pregnant with twins back then when I turned 21 and didn’t even drink caffeine - well my “29 and still holding” birthday this week more than made up missing it.
Kudos to Squeak for the bottle of B12 that my posse and I devoured. I felt fine the next morning - not even an itsy bitsy headache! I was a tad tired, but getting only a couple hours of sleep will do that to you, and nothing a nap after the kids go to school can’t help. Actually I had to take my daughter to the dentist yesterday morning so my siesta had to wait until after lunch.
So, if you know you are going to drink too much, I suggest Solgar’s Vit-B12 only $7.80 for 100 tabs! And would Squeak and I steer you wrong? Okay, don’t answer that.
Anyway, I’m having a great birthday, and the day’s not over yet!
Had to take my son’s car in for repair* so met Squeak for lunch at our favorite place - Culver’s ($2.99 Snack Packs, baby) - and she made me a beautiful autumn wreath. Also received some flowers and other nice gifts. Next up am going out for supper and daiquiris with some girlfriends and then meeting my posse for drinks. Could be a long night.
*I had this brilliant idea to drive my son’s car when he isn’t using it as his gets better gas mileage and is still under warranty if it should break down. Well, the warranty doesn’t cover if you hit a pheasant** and break the side mirror. And fixing it cost more than the gas saved. Fine, I’ll drive my SV6.***
**So, my grandma asked if I picked up the pheasant to cook up for supper!? Um, no. I lived with my dad in high school, and he only cooked on Sundays. I swear it was road kill surprise - pheasant, rabbit, goose - coulda been possum for all I knew. Good thing I worked at the local dairy sweet as I lived on pizza burgers. And no, Marty, pheasant does NOT taste like chicken.
***P.S. Did I mention I want a new Dodge Journey (in red) for my birthday?