Drying out

Some how I managed to drink every day last week. Not exactly proud of this... a little more shocked after looking back on it and realizing: "Oh, $#*%! I drank every day last week!"

How'd you manage that!? - you ask... Quick recap as to how this transpired, innocently enough:

Sunday *thankfully* at family dinner last week, I didn't feel quite right -likely allergies- so I didn't have any wine... otherwise, you might be calling AA on me because the count would be higher...
Monday = Brittany is in town! Left work a wee bit early to go hang out with her and pequeno Presley. After Presley eats- the timer starts and wine is poured. Woohoo!
Tuesday = wake up at the crack of dawn for work. go to Dallas and back only to go to a junior league meeting which means cocktail hour is required. Over to Leah's with martini in tow.
Wednesday = work event- Quarterly Business Review followed by dinner at Jasper's (Mmmmm....) with Partner Company with expense account. One Martini, Two Martini... Kate joins me and we switch to wine. late night.
Thursday = We go to The Mansion at Judge's Hill for dinner. Need I say more?
Friday & Saturday = acceptable drinking nights, no need to outline unique event that would lead to cocktail hour. however... Saturday did entail some serious celebrating: Leslie's Baby Shower = Mimosas in the Morning and Supper Club = Martini (in theme with my week, apparently), freshly made margarita (in theme with Supper Club) and -of course- plenty of wine. Which really made for a 2-for-1 day.
Sunday family dinner = at this point... why stop now? may as well round out the week.

Tonight? Officially ON the wagon with every intention of detoxing my poor liver. Uggh.

Confessional over; more on upcoming travels soon-- (as the details roll in)