tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334178106329725361.post2244015333633418404..comments2024-03-08T04:08:01.136-08:00Comments on Finding My Way: A long time ago...Kathy Hayniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08128459743012799948noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334178106329725361.post-2945679977900510802009-11-23T01:40:03.818-08:002009-11-23T01:40:03.818-08:00Okay, I think I am the only one who knows the &quo...Okay, I think I am the only one who knows the "truth" although I never knew about the long-haired boy part of the story. <br /><br />Mom had me taste her margarita. It tasted bitter to me too, and not the same as mine. I remember that she even decided not to finish the last part after I had tried it.<br /><br />But, a number of years later, I ordered a virgin margarita that tasted just like the one my mom had all those years ago. I was with someone who did drink, and who tried the drink and told me they had brought me one with alcohol. The waiter promptly replaced it with a virgin one. <br /><br />I actually shared that story with Michael on one of our dates early on in our friendship. We were trading funny Mormon/drinking stories from when he was in Utah for business a lot. <br /><br />So, I have no idea if the long haired boy was drinking, but I do know that mom had about half of an alcoholic drink, and I had a sip of one that day.JuliaKoponickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13367931122298378602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334178106329725361.post-18263148564295654352009-11-18T06:23:50.921-08:002009-11-18T06:23:50.921-08:00Oh, my! The stories that come out on blogs. The ...Oh, my! The stories that come out on blogs. The innocent Kathy drinking away on a field trip. Katie eating coffee ice cream. And<br />Lisa, gin! Wow, this is eye-opening!Patriciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06003914498420409903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334178106329725361.post-63889555394842953702009-11-17T09:47:29.307-08:002009-11-17T09:47:29.307-08:00Speaking of naughty (unintentionally) on field tri...Speaking of naughty (unintentionally) on field trips, Katie, something funny happened when I was on the Choir cruise my senior year.<br /><br />So every student had a card which could be used to buy things on the ship, and it would be charged to your onboard account. This included souvenirs, photos, and, of course, drinks.<br /><br />Because the cruise was on the ocean, and part of it was in Canada, the minimum drinking age was 18 instead of 21. All the same, every student was supposed to get a hole punched in their card to make sure that it could not be used to purchase alcohol. Well, for whatever reason (I think I was running late for the ship orientation) my card did not get punched.<br /><br />Several other students couldn't believe their bad luck that the ONE student who was over 18, and didn't get his card punched was also one of the only students who wouldn't even consider buying them drinks, regardless of their bribes and begging!<br /><br />P.S. Mom, you did nothing wrong in this story either way. Long-haired boys need to be chewed out on occasion whether they've done anything or not. It's just a matter of principle. (Or a matter of principal, if you happen to be a school administrator.)David Mayerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14403645327702356566noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334178106329725361.post-65229471301610755922009-11-17T06:51:30.236-08:002009-11-17T06:51:30.236-08:00Man, and to think I felt guilty after eating some ...Man, and to think I felt guilty after eating some coffee-flavored ice cream on an elementary school field trip once. <br /><br />...What is it with our family and being naughty on field trips?Katie Lewishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02726633446710833979noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334178106329725361.post-825528670161820202009-11-16T19:59:00.633-08:002009-11-16T19:59:00.633-08:00This is too funny! One time I ordered a gin and to...This is too funny! One time I ordered a gin and tonic, because I thought it was just bubbly water. (I guess I didn't know what gin was?) It was pretty nasty though, so I didn't drink it all.Lisa Louhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18154139246531947162noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334178106329725361.post-48247011443865104552009-11-16T19:38:08.536-08:002009-11-16T19:38:08.536-08:00Hahahaha! Very nice. I am kind of sad Margaritas a...Hahahaha! Very nice. I am kind of sad Margaritas are bitter. They sound so nice. Also, this story is funny because you were (maybe) accidentally jerk-faced. I knew you didn't have a story where you were straight out, intentionally a jerk.<br />Ha!Annahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15316237512519156209noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334178106329725361.post-76845294288873816902009-11-16T19:18:40.530-08:002009-11-16T19:18:40.530-08:00I wonder where the long-haired kid is now? I bet h...I wonder where the long-haired kid is now? I bet he'd like to hear this story! :)Dorothyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13684005412616924716noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-334178106329725361.post-17036215780554632712009-11-16T19:03:25.584-08:002009-11-16T19:03:25.584-08:00I can't stop laughing! Just the thought of my ...I can't stop laughing! Just the thought of my straight-ahead friend Kathy casually sipping an alcoholic margarita on a school trip is enough to make me want to lie on the floor and shake until my sides hurt. The best part is, you're actually fessing up to this possibility.<br /><br />My favorite part about this story is that there is no possible way we'll ever know whether version 1 or 2 is the truth.<br /><br />It's a good lesson about humility, though. Thanks for being brave enough to write these words.Annemariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00925401776871859902noreply@blogger.com