Buzz @ 9:40

So the kids are asleep, tucked into their beds, the door is locked, and I've had two glasses of Chardonnay.

Life is good, and I am feeling the love. Or the Chardonnay at least. Shout out to the winery.

I haven't drank much the last year. I cut way back. I think a lot of that had to do with things I went through in the past year. And not drinking certainly hasn't been anything terrible. I should say that I don't miss it, least of all the cheap beer headaches after softball losses.

So my beer muscles are gone and I am a lightweight again. That's fine. Makes me a cheap date. And while I enjoy having a drink, I won't ever again feel that I have to or that I should. Oh - did I mention that my dad was an alcoholic? Yeah, nothing to be proud of. Maybe it took this long to finally say "I am never going to be what he was."