I wait until the booze supplies are almost depleted. I tell her that I am going to the liquor store and will pick her up some nice red wine and a pint of Southern Comfort. She's starts cooking and then we play a game of BIG BROTHER and THE HOLDING COMPANY. She gets all gussied up in her best Janis Joplin outfit and starts singing, and wailing, and boozing, until she passes out. I have a plate of lasagna, make sure that she's not gonna choke on her sputum (clear her throat and lay her on her side), and then I have a free pass until she wakes up the next morning and asks "What happened last night? Did I so something stupid?"