As a broke college student, I have to be wise when it comes time to open my wallet. However, as an often impressionable, broke college student, I often find it difficult to manage this most of the time, especially when alcohol is added to the equation. My solution? Choosing my mom as my oh-so-reliable drinking buddy. Call me a loser, call me lame, but hear me out on this one.
Her liver is beyond experienced.
We all have that one friend who is notorious for puking when they go out. I'll admit, I have been THAT girl a few times, so thanks to my occasional nightly babysitters (you know who you are). Well, when it comes to drinking with my mom, my night never ends early as her babysitter. Her liver has surpassed forty years of drinking, often making it hard for me to keep up (believe it or not). My mom has recently been introduced to the concept of "Thirsty Thursday," and has decided to reserve spending every (Thirsty) Thursday this summer with me at a different restaurant or bar in Chicago. I can only hope that by the end of the summer, my liver will be remotely on par with hers …
Mom knows best, right?
“Mother knows best" is a phrase that I'm sure we all have had instilled in our brains as kids. When it comes to drinking with my mom, she definitely reaffirms this infamous phrase. She knows the best bars, the best restaurants, the best alcohol, and she is always looking out for the best looking guys for me (just another added bonus). After a night out with my mom, she knows the best ways to relieve my unwanted (hangover) headache and fully understands my permanent position in bed all day, as she is found doing the same. Rather than saying cheers with our usual glasses of champagne, this time we gladly cheers to water instead.
She never needs an excuse or a reason to drink.
Maybe some of your moms don't necessarily seem like the type to drink with you or maybe you wouldn't dare choose to drink with your mom. My mom, however, is the queen of being the cool mom and not a regular mom. She is always trying to be young and fun, which often entails doing so with a drink in her hand and in mine, because why not, right? Of course my mom has her limits, such as her usual 8:00 p.m. bedtime, but she is always willing to share in some (much needed) cocktails followed by laughter with her daughter.
Two words: free drinks.
Ever since I began college, "free" quickly has become my new favorite word. Free t-shirt? Yes, please. Free food? Count me in. Free drinks? Abso-fricken-lutely. I think it's safe to say I don't need to elaborate on this concept of relishing free drinks paid for by my mom. After all, what more could a broke college girl want? (Thanks mom, BTW!)
Contrary to what you might think after reading this article, I swear my mom and I are not alcoholics. I'd like to think of us more as two gals always eager to clink glasses over food, gossip or a stressful day. Call me a loser, call me lame, but I suggest my fellow college friends hop on this bandwagon.
So Mom, whether it be on Thirsty Thursday or any other day of the week, cheers to you for being my go-to drinking buddy!
