Quote Originally Posted by SadieKate
Heck, I can't even do that! Someone is coming for dinner tonight and asked what he could bring. He really pushed to bring some locally brewed beer or wine and I finally told him that was the one thing that would make me upset. I can't keep up with what we already have in the house. We're on the pre-release list for Navarro, we buy pinots every time we go to Oregon, we buy on whim at times when we shouldn't, we get gifts . . . and I just can't drink much these days. Maybe I'll have a glass tonight and let the boys finish the bottle. That'll put a dent in the stash.
chuckling, chuckling, chuckling! Oh, man. Funny.

I went to visit my brother one time, in DC. I'd been sober nearly 20 years at that point. He'd had a house warming party two nights before I arrived. There were bottles of alcohol all over the house, and a garbage can of beer bottles in melted ice-water on the back porch. His one request? "Help me put this away before mom gets here". I swear. All of his friends had brought him alcohol; he planned to regift most of it. The beer he was going to throw away. THROW AWAY BEER? I asked! Oh, yeah, he said, once it's been cold and then warms up, it doesn't taste right. Hilarious.

Oooookay, I guess we see who got the genes, eh?