So the first week of February is in the books! I celebrated my anniversary with a steak and lobster dinner prepared by the boo, and I partied like it was 1999 to help celebrate my new friends birthday . Shout out to Amy! Happy Birthday Girlie!
We all know with celebrations, adult celebrations, that alcoholic beverages are inevitable. My fiance bought a bottle of my favorite wine to go with the meal he had prepared for me. I was 32 days in with no alcohol...WAS! It was a bottle of Duplin. It taste like juice. And I drank that whole bottle of "juice" with my dinner. Boy was I feeling it. After the first glass too, but he kept pouring it. It was like a never ending glass. Then when it did end, I was dared to take a shot.... and well, I ain't no punk. I took it! Then I took my butt to sleep. After him of course... ;) What?!? We grown!
After an amazing night like that you would expect me to be smiling from ear to ear but.... NO BUENO! I felt like death! Headache, sluggish, tired.... I felt like I got hit by a car. Definately a feeling that I did not enjoy or want to experience again.
After that undesireable experience, it was then time for the birthday party.
Stretch limo, dinner, VIP in the club.... what do you know, DRINKS! I was not going to have a repeat of anniversary night. So a lemonade "Tini" was what I had with dinner. In a "tini" glass, with a "tini" bit of liquor. I had learned my lesson. So with all the Patron shots that came around, I passed them right on off to my other half. He wasn't gonna waste a drink. Last night my liver and my body thanked me. Your welcome body, your welcome! I have learned my lesson and its official.... you can have my drink. I'll just have water please!
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