Oh Mom…

As I was leaving the gym today my mom called. During the conversation I told her how proud I was that I went to the gym all by myself (without having to be pushed to go by Aly) and that she should be proud I haven’t had a glass of wine (or any booze) since Saturday (she thinks I go out too much…sometimes I agree so I take full advantage of the times that I lay low and inform her about it).

Me: You’d be so proud! I haven’t had a glass of wine since Saturday. I’m going for one today…my liver is starting to think I forgot about it.

Mom: (in a concerned voice)…WHOA WHOA WHOA. Don’t go quitting cold turkey!

Me: huh?

Mom: Don’t just stop drinking right off the bat. Do it slowly…I don’t want you to die from withdrawls. You know, like Amy Winehouse.

Note to Mom: Too Soon to make jokes about Amy Winehouse…

Note to Self: Don’t be surprised if men burst through the door in the  middle of the night from the Betty Ford Center and take you to rehab. Go have a glass of wine! 

Well let's see, Don't think I could live without Bacon, BritneySpears, Hair Extensions, Hallmark,& Ketchup. OH & wine. So I usually post about those things