My husband did what?

Had to share this moment from last night ...

My husband has trouble falling asleep at night. It's nothing new and he has taken sleeping meds for a long time, however with the recent move comes changes in insurance, doctors, etc. So his new doctor gave him some other sleeping medicine for whatever reason. It's not cutting it so they are shipping a stronger medicine to our house. In the meantime he's struggling pretty bad with falling asleep. He's taken up a habit that I do not like at all, which is drinking a couple shots to help him sleep. My father has been a lifelong alcoholic and it's nearly killed him a few times, and now one of my brothers is going down this same path, so this is NOT cool in my book. I realize he needs to sleep and I know it's temporary, but there's always that part of me deep down that worries about it becoming habit. I'm trying to be cool about it and wait until his stronger medicine comes in.

Anyway.

Last night was funny. My husband was searching our kitchen for mixers. He had planned to use 151 rum and didn't relish the idea of shooting it without some kind of mixer. But we have nothing in the house. No soda, juice, or sweetened drink of any kind, short of me making some iced tea (southern girl can't live without it!) and we might've had a couple hot chocolate packets somewhere. So he takes my BCAA and asks me if I think it would make a good mixer. Uh, HELL NAW. My BCAA powder is a sports drink with all the essential amino acids. I sip it before, during, and after my workouts because it preserves muscle/reduces muscle loss, improves recovery post workout, and improves workout performance. This is it right here.

Cellucor Alpha Amino BCAA's, lemon lime flavor. 

He could have probably done better with my preworkout which is strawberry margarita flavor... but that wouldn't exactly help him get to sleep.

It's sugar free, so it has that artificial sugar aftertaste and I knew full well that it would NOT make a good mixer. Nevertheless, he mixed some up and added 2 shots of 151 to make this awful yellowish brown cloudy drink. He knocked it back and instantly started yelling and groaning in disgust. Cupped his hand over the sink I was using and shoveled water into his mouth to get rid of the taste. Wow. Only my husband...