Last night (night always being the tough time) was good for me and the hubs, since he didn't drink either. We changed our routine, played some Wii and listened to a book on CD, A Land Remembered by Patrick D. Smith (great book about a fictional family that helped settle Florida). I didn't miss the wine, at all, but I think he might have been a little nostalgic for his vodka tonic. We woke up this morning feeling good about our little acomplishment, Saturday night not drinking, and we both slept like babies.
Today, however, might be a different story. Today, I fear for my success. Some family is coming for dinner...I told you that my life is a series of parties....just wait, you'll see what I mean. My man is a fabulous cook and has recently been granted a great gift of a cherished "secret" family barbeque chicken recipe by my sisters husband. Today, in spite of the freezing Florida weather, he MUST cook that chicken and share it with family. I am also making a wonderful warm corn dip called Elote, which is served with lime tortilla chips. Does anyone else think that the combination of all of this is just screaming PINOT GRIGIO, or is it just me?
You know, for me, it's not just about the wine, it's about the experience of drinking it with loved ones in a great glass. Does that sound crazy? I have a dishware fetish and I have some lovely glassware. What do you drink out of beautiful wine glasses when you stop drinking wine? I'm thinking Perrier is kind of cool. So, I am trying that today.
Okay. I will write tomorrow with an update on how this day went. Cheers...tee hee!!
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