So, I’m sitting in my room, yawning from the sleepiness creeping nearer. It’s getting later, and getting nearer the time where technically I’m a year older, even though technically I’m only a day older….how exactly does that work again?
Well, I sat around for about an hour realizing that I am moving in a few days…or leaving at least. Hmm…
Somehow I end up on the phone with my brother/former bartender/great person to ask about how much alcohol certain drinks contain, and my suspicions are confirmed. …..and then the conversation trails off into the realm of our annual (3rd , as of this yr.) pajama eggnog run. At which point I remind him that we have to get some of the ‘pumpkin milk’ as well as the eggnog. (if you haven’t tried it, you should, especially if you are a pumpkin addict like myself)
And then he tells me that he read on a blog once about someone having one of those milk-chugging (til you puke) contests, except with eggnog….. Which we both thought was hilarious and seriously disgusting. And then we decide someone should try that with pumpkin milk….and that is even more disgusting and deadly, because, as it turns out, eggnog is really bad for you and contains about 250 or 350 calories per tiny serving, but pumpkin milk, oh pumpkin milk. It has put eggnog to shame. If I remember right it has a whopping 450 calories per serving…… so basically, a meal in a glass. Minus any good/essential nutrients for you of course. Can’t have those things helping out your immune system, folks. We also decided that my brother would probably miraculously not puke after such an escapade, but instead would be sick for about 4 days. My opinion was that he’d be hospitalized, and everyone would be baffled as to the cause of his illness.
Anyway, sometime around the mention of pumpkin puke, eggnog guzzling, and hysterical hypothesis of what would happen if we did that, and of course the sheer disgustingness of consuming so many calories in one go (you do the math, at least half a gallon worth of servings of that stuff) I lost it, or we both did, and we just kept laughing, I was laughing in between sentences, tears streaming from my eyes.
Someday maybe I will attempt it. But I really hate puking. And it would have to be a group event, you know, community and all that.
But who knows, pumpkin puke? Eh…..
