I know! The tooth grinding was probably a result of alcohol withdrawal. I should never have broke the chain!

I'll be sitting here on the sidelines with Alan watching and cheering you all on with either a iced mug of beer in my hand or a nice large Cabernet. I have been addicted to hard drugs in the past and found it most unpleasant to withdraw from them. My shrink told me I'm an addictive personality. Seems to me most people are in one way or another. I find that life ongoing as well as life memories are best for me dulled in the evenings with a glass of something. Keeps me out of the nuthouse or morgue.

I too need a crown or two Nic. My guy told me it's $800.00 per and I thought that was high. I feel for ya.

Alan? Raise your glass with me to these fine people. This rounds on me.

Eh, I'd probably think about having a vodka cranberry, but I wouldn't go crazy over it.

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And so it begins...

(I don't think I can hold out much longer, especially with Valentine's Day around the corner, and a friend's 40th a few days later. I'm only human... )

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John Barleycorn Must Die
(English folksong)



There were three men came out of the West,
Their fortunes for to try,
And these three men made a solemn vow:
John Barleycorn must die.

They've ploughed, they've sown, they've harrowed him in,
Threw clods upon his head,
And these three men made a solemn vow:
John Barleycorn was dead.

They've let him lie for a very long time,
Till the rains from heaven did fall,
And little Sir John sprung up his head,
And so amazed them all.

They've let him stand till midsummer's day,
Till he looked both pale and wan,
And little Sir John's grown a long, long beard,
And so become a man.

They've hired men with the scythes so sharp,
To cut him off at the knee,
They've rolled him and tied him by the way,
Serving him most barbarously.

They've hired men with the sharp pitchforks,
Who pricked him to the heart,
And the loader he has served him worse than that,
For he's bound him to the cart

They've wheeled him around and around the field,
Till they came unto a barn,
And there they made a solemn oath,
On poor John Barleycorn.

They've hired men with the crab-tree sticks,
To cut him skin from bone,
And the miller he has served him worse than that,
For he's ground him between two stones.

And little Sir John and the nut-brown bowl,
And he's brandy in the glass;
And little Sir John and the nut-brown bowl,
Proved the strongest man at last.

The huntsman, he can't hunt the fox,
Nor so loudly to blow his horn,
And the tinker he can't mend kettle nor pot,
Without a little Barleycorn

i might have had a beer last night... it was sanctioned by my wife, tho, so it doesn't count. :)

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Bitches in the Basement on Amazon by our own Dancing Doll

Great job going as far as you did. And to everyone else still trying, good luck!! You have all given me inspiration to try and give up alcohol for Lent.

That's great. I seem to only make it 4 or 5 days at a time.

I've decided to cut out alcohol during the week, which isn't as easy as I thought it would be. I really do enjoy a glass of wine when I get home from work.

Good luck to everyone who is still holding strong!

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If you haven't, you should read this award-winning story. Fine, fine, I only won a potato, but I'm sure you won't be able to peel your eyes away from it.

means i'll save about $20. I don't drink that much

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Practice what you know, and it will help to make clear what now you do not know. — Rembrandt

There is poetry as soon as we realize that we possess nothing. — John Cage

I'm just curious, but about which year (of my fifties) can I expect this particular malady to hit me?

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The best thing you can do for your fellow,
next to rousing his conscience, is - not to give him things
to think about, but to wake things up that are in him...
to make him think things for himself - George MacDonald

I gave up alcohol for Lent and so far, so good. But I am going to Las Vegas in early March. So it will take a miracle!!

Well done! My 10 days was a minor miracle.

I got a little drunk last night too, I had to, considering the dinner's entree..

You really do need to treat yourself after you find a bug in your food. I know I saw that in writing somewhere.


OK, I think I've been going about this all wrong. I've been trying to limit my drinking to the weekends. I think I had it all assbackwards. I've now decided to limit my non drinking days to 2 days a week and drink the other 5. I am pretty sure that I will be much more successful this way. I will let you know how it goes.

My self control SUCKS!

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If you haven't, you should read this award-winning story. Fine, fine, I only won a potato, but I'm sure you won't be able to peel your eyes away from it.