Booze for Lunch

Yesterday was the most unproductive day I think we have had so far. All we did in the morning was go to the market and then we got back and started to get ready to paint, but then it was lunch time so we stopped. Brigitte and Phillipe had some friends stop by which usually means a party is about to start. I remind you that it's noon and we still have to start working...The first course was straight liquor and strong as hell and on an empty stomach was doing it's job fast. Then finally some food comes out and there are about 3 different duck dishes, potatoes, cheese, bread and pork and I think there was even more. Then we switch to white wine for a little with lunch and then end with red wine. Brigitte is tanked by this point and so is Philippe. Philippe had already started out the morning with a bottle or 2 of wine (he hides it in the bushes so Brigitte doesn't know), so he was way ahead of everyone. By this point I'm thinking that work isn't going to happen...but of course it does. I can't believe anyone was ready to trust me with painting after feeding me that much booze for lunch. I needed a nap hardcore and almost passed out in the hallway a couple times! The paint job looks like crap but I managed to get it done before it was time for dinner and more drinks. Brigitte, the lucky bitch, went and passed out while we were working. Being the woman of the house certainly has it's benefits. I don't think that there is any point during the day anymore where I don't have duck and wine coursing through my entire body. I'm starting to think that this is what heaven looks like.


Oh yes, and Brigitte and Philippe's son is in town now...I thought that meant that someone could finally drive besides me, but of course, the odds are always against me. I found out that Andrew had a DUI and that's why he has no license, the girl has just never driven in her life. But so, Jean (said like John) ALSO got a DUI recently, so out of 4 damn people, I am STILL the only one legal to drive. How that managed to happen...NO IDEA. And we are going to Bordeaux next week so I have to drive like an hour to the train and I am still stalling the damn car. I can't get the hang of it and it will be a total shitshow sending me that far. I have no choice though, so we will make it no matter how many times we almost die.