Last Saturday, in an effort to detox from the holidays, I decided to forego all alchol for the remainder of the month.
(See also digital scales flashing RUH ROH at me instead of numbers.)
I may have picked a really bad week to quit drinking wine.
It’s looking like no school tomorrow and possibly Friday, which means being snowed in with two kids and two dogs and a karaoke machine and a Hungry Hungry Hippos game (i.e. the loudest freaking board game on the planet) and me wanting a glass of wine by 5 o’clock noon.