Entry for 19th October, 2008 - Go Back to Bed!!!

After her night out last night, my Significant Other has been somewhat hungover today. She started the day by leaping out of bed at 7.30am announcing that she was “perfectly fine”. This was a statement that the fairly strong smell of red wine oozing her every pore tended to throw some doubt upon. By 10am she was lying face down on the bed, curtains closed rising only to carefully sip a little lucozade every two hours or so. Sometime she would murmur, “I’m sorry. I am a terrible mother.”
She maintained this behaviour unchecked until 11pm, during which time I took the kids out to play, cooked dinner, fed the kids, bathed them, made up a bedtime story and put them to bed. After that, I settled down with a glass of wine to enjoy the closing round of the Masters from Augusta. Then – during the final hole – at the crucial dénouement of the best golf tournament for years - she appeared in the living room, and brightly suggested that we have a nice chat because we hadn’t seen each other all day.
When I pointed out that we were at an important moment in the proceedings she sat down quietly for a moment and then bombarded me with questions like “Is a birdie two over par?”; “What is a driver?” and “Is Tiger Woods’ dad really a large hunting cat from Africa?”