Unfortunately, I had to come back to reality after 9 blissful days of no work or school spent visiting with friends and family in good old Canton, Ohio. I enjoyed my spring break so much, that upon arriving back in Hillsdale, Michigan I informed my husband he would be locating a job in Canton as soon as possible. Moving home is no longer just an idea that Andy and I have been tossing around since Christmas. It is a plan. It will happen. And soon.
So I discovered that even metal music can not only be tolerable but quite enjoyable with a little (or more like a lot of) liquor. My brother managed to convince me to buy a liter and a half of Sailor Jerry Spiced Rum as well as a liter and a half of Pinnacle Whipped Vodka for his birthday celebrations! Shane and I decided pre-gaming it up before the concert was the best option and proceeded to match one another shot for shot! Sarah had agreed to be our designated driver for the night so Shane and I were free to drink ourselves stupid. And we did. Shortly before it was time to leave, Shane's neighbor Ryan shows up with a bottle of Jack Daniels Tennessee Honey. We get the bright idea to to mimic the 4 horseman shot and created what we dubbed the Triforce Triskellion. Surprisingly, it was delicious . . . unfortunately, it was 6 shots later in 15 minutes delish! By the time Sarah managed to stuff Shane and I into her car we were beyond thrashed!
Ryan made the comment that if you puke your not Irish! I managed to match my brother shot for shot the entire night and I never puked once. I didn't move from the couch until almost 3 p.m. on Sunday but I never threw up. Shane, on the other hand, managed to puke behind a very disgusting dumpster at an extremely shady Circle K in a not so nice area of Akron, at the not so well kept bathroom in Peabody's, behind a tree in some very nice families yard, all over his and Sarah's bed and managed to make it into the toilet a few times as well.
He is going to kill me when he reads this by the way!
But we had a blast! Sarah and him know way more about me then they ever needed to thanks to my liquor induced verbal diarrhea and I survived my first face shredding metal concert!