This is a whiny post. A pun is somewhat intended since wine is part of the whining.
I can’t drink like I used to.
Not that I was ever a lush, but I enjoy having more than one drink sometimes, especially at festive occasions such as weddings (and especially when the drinks are free).
But in recent years, more than one drink has kept me up at night (or rather woken me up in the middle of the night). I’m not a great sleeper anyway, so it took me a while to figure out that extra crummy sleep will follow a bit of imbibing.
I know in the scope of things, not being able to have two glasses of wine or two big old beers is no big deal, but it still makes me a little sad.
The picture is my daughter Katherine glowing on a recent trip with her cute husband to Jamaica. I don’ t know exactly what she is drinking, but it sure looks good.
And it sure would be fun to drink one.
But sadly, only one.
What about you? Can you drink all you want or are you a member of the Only One Now That I’m Well Past Twenty-one Club?
Photo: The photo was taken by the cute husband, to remember the trip and for Kath’s blog, Kath Eats Real Food. (The drink is actually virgin. Kath was a few weeks pregnant here!)