Happy Tuesday! I’m In The Powder Room today. And as usual, I’m oversharing. This post will hopefully answer some of your burning questions like…
Is life without wine worth living?
How can I lose five pounds without diet or exercise?
Why are jelly beans the number one Easter candy? (Aren’t they? Just guessing.)
What does happiness feel like?
Is green tea a magic elixir?
And, who moved my cheese? Oh wait, that wasn’t cheese. What the hell was that?
Okay fine. I’ll answer most of those questions. See you over there.
XO,
-Leslie (aka Iris)
You are a brave woman. I don’t think I could quit drinking at this point. Maybe once the kiddo moves out. After all, I only really took up drinking once he came along. Well, ‘professional’ level drinking, anyway. Before that I was a talented amateur.
Ha! I can relate. I don’t know about the brave thing, just ready for a change and fed up with nothing else working. Thanks for being here, Kathy.
Good for you, lady. Really. It’s wonderful to read about your happiness now, no matter what the future holds for you and “the sauce.”
I couldn’t help wondering how your friends and husband feel about your not drinking wine these days. A couple of years ago I gave up alcohol for a single month and felt great; I had no trouble doing it, actually, and kind of liked how I felt not drinking.
But the people around me? Did not know how to handle it. I suppose our lives revolve too much around the Friday Happy Hour or the Saturday night BBQ with booze?
I don’t know. But I do know that ever since then, they “jokingly” ask me to never give up wine completely again. And I’m not sure what to make of that….
Oh yes indeedy-do. There is nothing so frightening to other drinkers as having one of their fun buddies abandon ship. It makes people evaluate their own lives and most people simply don’t want to do that. I have a lot to say about this, actually. Probably too much for a comment reply. But I sure do appreciate you asking me about it and taking the time to cheer me on. You are a gem, Julie. XO.
I’m in the opposite boat. I almost never ever drink, but I really REALLY need to add regular imbibing to my repertoire of go to kid-stress defenses.
HIGH FIVE to 84 days and counting momma!! Pa. roud. of. YOU! xoxoxo
Elixir is a great word.
And no, I’m not high.
It’s rare to get a serious post from you, but apparently they are worth waiting for. (Who knew?!) Good for you for making a change and going public. I’m a big fan of the coping through alcohol jokes, but it doesn’t always work that smoothly in real life. It take some guts to come out and tell your truth…
okay, that’s about all the serious I can take for one night!! Blessings to you.
It’s hard to believe that “Iris” struggles with the Black Dog of depression, as Winston Churchill named it. You seem so strong & feisty ~ always finding humor in the everyday nonsense of Life. How wonderful, then, it must have felt to type “I AM HAPPY” and know it was true! I stopped with the social drinking ten+ years ago, and nothing has helped with that damn mangy dog. He follows me everywhere, despite yoga, meditation, therapy, sunlight, vitamins … if only tenacity & stubbornness were enough to send him packing, because I am so tired, Iris. So, so tired. Thanks for helping us fight the good fight every day with your words, wit, and honesty. You truly are walking the walk! xoxo Terrie
way to go Iris!
Reading the comments I couldn’t help but think of Fun Bobby from Friends. Do you remember that?
YES! I am so worried about that! What if I’m not Fun Bobby without my hooch?! Hahaha!
no hooch, no problem.
cooch jokes are your fun currency.
Thank you for keeping it real. It is so important for folks that struggle with depression to know they are not alone! And no matter who you are out there in the world, someone cares about you. You may not know it; you may not feel it, but someone cares.