Surprisingly I did not get shit-faced drunk on New Year’s. I mean, there was vodka involved, but I managed to keep it at a decent pace and stayed up till 12:30. I made us a rather large dinner on New Year’s Eve; crab legs, chicken stir fry, brown rice, pepperoni cheese rolls, bread sticks and cookies (pre made/cut and bake, of course). It was also our 2 year anniversary. Suffice it to say, I got laid. Yeah!
Fireman and I watched the ball drop, did a shot and kissed at midnight with all the hopes of a fresh new year to come. It was a pleasant evening.
I have not drank anything since.
I have 95% of the time used my new vaporizer (fancy eCigarette) since then and have started my detox/cleanse (lots of Green and Dandelion Tea, no sugar).
Those are my 3 resolutions: No drinking (maybe 1ce every other weekend), no cigarettes (I only smoked a 1/2 pack a day at most anyway) and get rid of this fucking baby belly. I usually don’t do resolutions, I just keep trying to be the best I can be, but with a real family I think it’s time to set some goals for myself.
I’m pretty confident I can do all 3. I don’t miss hangovers and sleep much better just on my meds. I really like the eCig and on warmer days I do go walking. I just have to watch what I eat and weigh myself every day which really isn’t hard for me since I use to do all of that all the time anyway before I became a parent.
I feel renewed and a sense of balance for whatever reason. I don’t miss one bit my crazy “hey days”. As I said before, “I have clocked in enough bar hours for 5 lifetimes.”
I’m also really looking forward to Fireman’s birthday next weekend. My work mama is going to babysit and I’m taking him out on a real date to a hibachi dinner. Maybe even a 1 bar, bar hop on the way home. We need a real date and baby free time. It has been WAY too long.
Now I will sit here and take a few breaths and go on about my new day. Sometimes, I really like change.