When it comes to wine, I don't discriminate. Except for the pink crap. Ewww.
This morning at the bus stop, Ava threw her arms around me and gave me a puzzled look.
“Have you been eating a lot, mama?” she asked as she poked my stomach with her pointy little finger.
I was dumbstruck. But she was right. I have been eating a lot. And drinking a lot of wine. I love wine. Most days, it’s what I look forward to enjoying between the hours of 9-10 p.m. when I finally have a moment to myself. But it seems like my sweet rendezvous with wine needs a bit of a hiatus. At least until I can learn to stop at one glass.
So today, I started a detox program. It lasts for seven days. No wine, no sugar for seven days. I’m pretty sure I can handle it. And I hope that when this week is over that I can more responsibly enjoy my little love affair with the nectar of the gods.
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