Liquor

Last night, well after she'd had her pain pill and I'd hidden the rest, I opened the bottle of Pinot Noir I bought. I poured a little tiny bit into two glasses and gave Graham one. We were sitting in front of a movie.

She got up and poured herself another full glass (dinner glass, not wine glass), and then another. She then turned to me and said, "I really don't like this wine."

"Well good thing it's mine, then."
"Oh, I thought it was for everyone!"
"It is, but I picked it out."
"Well I don't like it."
"Then stop drinking it."

She then poured herself half a glass of that mint liquor (see previous post). And then another half glass. Oy. So that's two large glasses of wine and two glasses of liquor.

I went to my room to go to sleep. She came into the room and said, "What are you doing here?? I saw the light on and wondered - you're here!!" And then went into her speeches about where sheets are, towels are, and how I should make myself at home. "Thanks, Grandma."

A bit later, same thing.

A bit later, she came in to tell me she wouldn't be coming in anymore and I could go to sleep.

A bit later, she came in again and said she needed more wine because she couldn't sleep.

I got up this morning and my Pinot Noir was gone and half the mint liquor was gone. So that's an entire bottle of wine (except the 5 oz I had) and half a bottle of liquor. In one night. Thank GOD I took away the pain pills.