And Now for the Worst of New Year's...

The morning of New Year's Eve starts like this....

So, My DH brought me coffee in bed (as he usually does)...followed by the statement,"I think you should drink your coffee before I show you what is in this duffel bag". I took his advice, and downed about half a cup of coffee before the curiosity killed me. I asked him where he had found the duffel bag. It was on the lower deck of our home. The deck outside of our walk out basement (clearly visible from any window on that side of the house above the basement).

In the duffel bag was a half bottle of Smirnoff vodka (cranberry), several beers, and  some plant brackets. I KNOW, the plant brackets will come into play later in the story.

The boy, my DS, happened to have a friend over, and they were crashed in the boy cave (my very nice family room in the basement, guest bed room on one side...including a full bath, truly a very lovely space...usually). The boy cave was a good thing, I thought. It was nice they would contain the mess to that floor of the house, I would make them all bring up trash after an all night video game marathon, the noise did not bug us when we wanted to go to sleep, AND the kids were at my home, where the parents were on the premises.

Anyway...back to the story. So I told hubby to make breakfast(as he often does, for whom ever has crashed here on the weekend). He made french toast and sausage. I put the duffel bag in plain sight under a kitchen desk, which is next to the table. As my DS, and friend were eating breakfast, I waited. We chatted a bit, mostly they were still wiping the sleep out of their eyes. Finally my DS's eyes locked in on the duffel bag. He got up from the table, and went down to the basement. He returned a few moments later. He tried to remain calm. I then asked the kids, "What are your plans for tonight'? The response was, "....Uh, not sure yet". I responded, "Do you plans include THIS"? While asking the question, I pulled out the duffel bag and slammed the booze on the table.

Dumb looks fell across their faces. I of course, asked, "Where did you get this'? He said a friend brought it over in the duffel bag. "REALLY"!? At that point DH said, "That is my duffel bag" (the duffel  bag that was holding the plant hangers, why the plant hangers where in the duffel, IDK...non-the-less boys are dumb).

This other kid's mom is also  drunk, an active drunk.

I went on with a speech about...Both your mom's are drunks. This mom is working hard to be healthy. "Booze, in my home is NEVER ok". I asked his friend that was here if he had brought it. He said, "No, I did not. But I did drink it".

Clearly I was pissed. As an alcoholic  I know I can over react. I dismissed them from breakfast, and told my DS we would talk more later.

Oh but wait there is more....
Unfortunately, I need to go to work now.

Stay tuned.