Last night I settled into what was previously J's big comfy arm chair (my less big, less comfy arm chair is particularly uncomfortable now) to watch the US-Mexico game (soccer). In the spirit of relaxing, I cracked open a ginger beer.
I thought to myself, hm, doesn't ginger bring on contractions or something? Well, maybe, who knows, but what it really brought on was serious heartburn. I hardly drank past the neck and my esophagus was burning. (It's probably not ginger per se, but carbonation and the spicyness of the ginger beer.) So instead of sitting back and relaxing, I spent the rest of the game on the edge of my seat, letting out some very manly belches. I guess that's how you're supposed to watch sports though, huh?