Okay this is getting ridiculous! I have felt like shit all day because of what -- four drinks that I had lastnight!! I'm talking over 24 hours ago. Now granted I haven't had a whole lot of opportunity to drink in the last year and a half, what with the pregnancy and the nursing, but by now -- come on!

I started with two good microbrews -- good start.
Then came two glasses of cab sav -- probably not ideal to have red wine after beer.
I figure the kicker was the 1/4 of a PBR that I had to follow it all up -- I tell you, regardless of what my PBR-loving friends will tell you, this shit was not meant for human consumption!

I wasn't even drunk! We're talking about a healthy buzz, but nothing more. So I get home and go to bed at about 2:30 lastnight and next thing I know I'm hovering over the sink thinking I'm gonna be sick. Luckily, I never got sick, but I tell you I'm still feeling all goofed up from this, and it's 3:00 a.m. next day.

So I know I've chosen a lovely topic for my first blog entry. I just had to rant a little. More out of fear than anger. Could this be the end of drunken nights of debauchery? Am I doomed to a two drink maximum? Will I never again know the joy of having one too many?

I hope you're all sleeping soundly, with visions of gin martinis dancing in your wee little heads.