So today was a pitch-in lunch (that’s a potluck, for those of you outside of Indiana) at a co-worker’s house. He grilled chicken and steak kabobs and we all brought different delicious and fattening items to eat. The movie “Invincible” was a topic of discussion and someone mentioned Marky Mark = Mark Wahlberg. So of course I had to start quoting “Good Vibrations.” My boss, possibly the coolest 55+-year-old woman ever, squealed, “I loved that song!” I mentioned I had it on my iPod. When we got in the car (I drove) she started chanting “Marky Mark! Marky Mark!” until I played it.

Also at lunch a song came on by Elton John that I had never heard. My coworker said the song reminded her of her college days and pantomined smoking a joint. I said, “You know, I have never done that.” and she was shocked. She knows of my family’s history with alcholism, and she in fact goes to NA meetings. I said, “What stopped me from doing drugs was the fear of going to rehab and having to sit in group therapy for a month.” She was shrieking so loudly with laughter that people came in from the other room. That was a bit embarassing, as neither of us wanted to explain what was so funny. Oh and she asked if she could share that at her NA meeting this weekend. Ah, humor in my goody-two-shoes-ness.

I am still scarred from the plethora of “Hugs Not Drugs” bumper stickers my dad brought home from AA meetings. I have a bottle of tequila a coworker gave me and I was thinking of taking it to Michigan, to see if I could get my brother to do shots with me. But the horror of possibly getting caught by our parents is too much. Mind you, I’m 31 and he’s nearly 25. Sigh. He really needs his own place!

∗ Posted by Monique on 08.30.2006
∗ Drinking, Family, Friends