Norther, that's exactly how I feel. I swear, once the physical beating has lessened, a small part of me starts whispering, "Hey, I feel good now. Alcohol can't be
that bad. Just one drink, that's it this time. C'mon."
Absolutely ridiculous.
Traderjane,
Drinking: A Love Story is fantastic. So many times I put the book down, smiling and shaking my head, thinking 'that's describes me exactly.' I remember going on a wine tasting about two years ago. It started at 8AM and we toured five wineries. Some of the group would swish inside their mouths just to taste. Me? That whole glass was gone. The concept of wasting alcohol, not finishing a drink, refusing an offered drink, or stopping at any point in the process seems distasteful, like spurning a treat. And that is one of many reasons why I'm here
Happy sober Saturday, everyone
