A NEW DAY

So this is my first blog post to detail my trip and scuffles thru sobriety. Since I'll be taking you away from your laundry, work, kids, and reality tv in order to read these insightful postings, I feel it necessary to tell you a little about myself.

I'm 44 but look 30 something. No lie. I happen to be of a persuasion that age doesn't show very easily. No hate.

I have three kids, wonderfully awful, loving monster people that I'm grateful to have and willing to sell. I also have a husband who I would gladly trade for Johnny Depp. He knows so it's ok.

I'm rather manic about spell check so it takes me twice as long to post a post for fear of spelling police, which I am in awe of and wish they'd do more in other sectors. But I digress....

Anyway...

Personal stats: I'm 5'5, used to weigh 118 but in recent months drank my weight up 20 lbs. My closet hisses every time I go in. I try to ignore them. I am prone to beating my jeans into submission, sometimes lying upside down to zip them up. Course I can't breathe, but that is not the point.

The point is I got this way cause I love my wine. Yes, that is truth. I am what you call (if you have to have categories) a closet, night time drinker. I rarely drink during the day if I am working but if I'm not, then I drink all day cause it's five 0'clock somewhere and I don't want those East Coast drinkers to drink alone. But mainly I drink cause it relaxes me, makes me feel good, is my Calcon.

Some of you may be offended by my offerings but let me say, this is me in all my profanity and purity. I am a Christian and I am Human. And sometimes the twain will not meet. But I will promise you this: I will be nothing but honest. So love me, hate me, dare to dress like me, but I give you all that I am in this tiny spot of cyberspace.