Bag O' Beer

Well it is story time here at Christina's Thoughts on Life, so I am going to tell you one of my favorite Mom and daughter stories.  You are probably thinking how does mom and bag o beer fit into the same story?? Well you haven't met my mom.

My mom accompanied me on a trip to St. Louis to visit family members and while we were there my mother wanted to stop at this "really cool wholesale all natural organic food market, that has cheap beer and wine."  Ok I am in....

My younger brother, who was a college student at the time introduced my mom to this place and she wanted to go back to the store.   We didn't really need any food, but she did say cheap beer and wine.

We go to the store and yes, they have cheap food, I bought a pound of pumpkin seeds for $2.99. On to the more important stuff, beer and wine....

They had bottles of wine for $2.99 and champagne for $3.99.  After we loaded up with a couple of bottles of each we were heading to the cash register and low and behold they had a "surprise bag" of beer for $9.99.  This bag claimed to hold 24 bottles of assorted beer.  It was in brown grocery bag staples shut so it would truly be a surprise! Sounds great to me!

Out the door we go with our wine, champagne and 'bag of beer'.  We returned to the Sheraton Hotel, valet parked and had the humiliating walk of shame across the lobby with our clanging bottles of wine and beer and the brown bag stapled shut bag that displayed , written in a sharpie marker, "bag o beer $9.99"

We retired to our room and drank a bottle of wine then we opened our 'bag o' beer' included in this assortment was Average Joe's beer which taste very similar to Budweiser and an assortment of cranberry, pumpkin, and any fruity concoction you can think of beers.  I stuck with Average Joe and let my mom drink the rest. 

Champagne Time!! By now we are both drunk and trying to dance to the clock radio and tell a million stories at one time.  I undo the foil and begin to unwind the whatever the hell that thing is on top of the champagne bottle while listening to my mom's story.  I paused, champagne bottle in between my knees, then all of a sudden KABOOM... the pressure was too much and off the top came.  Unfortunately it hit the ceiling, leaving a dent behind and then richotated all over the room.  We sat stunned for a few minutes then burst out laughing.  We decided that it sounded like gunfire and we patiently awaited the arrival of the police.  My mom changed into her nightgown and was ready to don a robe at first knock on the door.  That is the advantage of partying with you mom, you can always send the confused granny in the robe to talk to the police.....

Well no one showed up, so we finished the night with a bottle a champagne follwed by a severe hangover in the morning