a nice meal+amazing dessert+two glasses of red wine≠a belly about ready to hurl.
or at least it shouldn't.
but somehow if you add 'nathania' to the above equation, it seems to be the case.
so it doesn't matter if i get way past tipsy, or just on the far side of tipsy, my belly doesn't appear to like x>one red glass of red wine.
it has stubbornly decided: return to sender or else i will make your food return to sender.
that is the threat it has made so boldly the last two times i've had red wine.
and i'm a little grumpy about this. not that red wine has ever been my drink of choice, but i like having the freedom to drink it if that's where the night is heading.
buuuuuuuut, i shouldn't be drinking much at all right because of a little discovery my chiropractor and i made this last friday.....more on that soon.
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