(Originally written Sunday May 20, 2012)
“Drinking is like playing poker. You’ve got to know when to hold ‘em and you’ve got to know when to fold ‘em.”
Hmm, sounds like poker AND a Kenny Rogers song…
“Maybe for some, but I know when it is time to walk away and that time for me has come.”
- Car conversation between my mister and me on defining alcoholism and determining where to draw the line
We have had a wonderful weekend in Florida with our families! As we begin our journey back to Georgia, I am feeling refreshed and ready to face the world as I return to my regular weekly routine tomorrow. I am definitely in a much better place than I was when you last heard from me!
There is just something about being where my parents live….I sleep SO well!! There must be something in the air or the water or something in their community, but it relaxes me to the max. I feel like I am on a wonderful vacation when I am there.
We spent lots of time on the golf course this weekend and today my dad said I was “stylin’” in my golfing outfit. My dad told me I was stylin’! Isn’t he so cute???
See my naughty Scrammy? My mom came up with a great way to try to “muffle” the sound Scrammy is making – an ACE bandage! Is she smart or what! The first time my mom heard Scrammy’s obscene noise, she thought it was a strange noise coming from across the room….that’s how strange and noisy it is.