Moet Perfect To Wet The Baby's Head
Illawarra Mercury
Wednesday October 17, 2007
Last week, I explained that I had a bottle of Moet and Chandon champagne in the fridge. I did mean to explain why someone who doesn't really like the sparkly stuff that much has a bottle at home but I strayed way off the point.
That'll happen with me a bit. Like the movie being screened by a drunken projectionist, I lack a bit of focus.Anyway, the reason for the champagne in the fridge? That was to wet my baby daughter's head. It had to be done with some sort of alcohol and I figured a classy variety was the way to go. Who knows what sort of emotional trauma she might end up with if I wet her head with Fruity Lexia (though she could help me finish off the cask when she turned 18 - that stuff never goes off).Her head (along with the rest of her) arrived a few weeks ago but it was another four days before we wet her head. After spending all day in the maternity ward and getting home at 11.30pm, sleep was a much more attractive option than French bubbles.Not that my wife would have had any sympathy for my moaning about my drinking difficulties. She hasn't had a drink for nine months now. That's a long time in my book; roughly 270 days without a glass of wine at dinner, a beer on a hot afternoon or a Bacardi Breezer swiped from the bathtub at a party.Mind you, I don't think it was as hard on her as she liked to make me think. She would take a small sip of wine or beer every now and then, almost always screwing up her face and declaring it awful. It really wasn't; that was just her pregnant body making it taste terrible so she wouldn't drink. The only drink that didn't inspire such a reaction was a citrus beer called Radler from Monteith's (I guess they won't using that as a selling point in their advertising campaign - "Pregnant? Drink Radler!").The pregnancy meant I didn't have to share a bottle of wine or a six-pack and had a designated driver for nine months. On top of that, I got a beautiful baby girl at the end. It was a win-win situation. For me, anyway.
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