Dry but high on life.

When I took my week long leave I made a point to not indulge in alcohol for different reasons;

1. Loss a few pounds.

2. Spend more quality time with my daughter.

3. Reach a natural way of sleep that is not dependent on alcohol.

I’m used to having 2 glasses of wine every night with dinner so by day 5 my body was in withdrawal. I have to say I cheated by drinking 3 wine coolers in one night.

However after my leave, I had to indulge again by treating myself with a long island ice tea. I have to say it was the best one after my short dry spell.

I noticed that even with the short amount of time without alcohol, my alcohol dependency was curbed. I don’t have the urge to drink every night anymore which is a good thing, since its helps me towards my goals and I get to save some money.

I have to say my drink of choice is red wine. For me the darker, the bitter, the better.

Mistaken identity

Thanks to President’s Day I have a dayoff and as my way of paying omage I decided to wear a patriotic themed outfit. I made sure the red, white and blue colors are present from my bandana and checkered shirt. I finished it off with blue eyeshadow to complete my ensemble. Overall, I looked like the Pacific Islander version of Rosie the Riveter.

I went about my day without a hitch, it was slightly boring since its my usual errands which I typically do. This afternoon however was different which started with a construction right in front of the grocery store I meant to shop in order to make dinner. To avoid the traffic I went the bumpy back road and managed to reach the store and go through my shopping.

This is where it got interesting because as I was done putting my grocery bags inside my trunk, a random guy approaches telling me my check is ready to be picked up. I told him, I’m not the right person he’s referring to so I proceeded to leave. However the cops were there investigating something that I’m allegedly involved so when I proceeded to drive away to leave the guy who approached me kept pointing towards me until the cop had to pull me over.

Needless to say, I went through the motions by provided my ID while telling the guy who pointed me out that, its not me as I blurted out explesitives while glaring at him at the same time. Good thing he left or I would have given the cops a reason to take my information.

After a few minutes of confirming I wasn’t what they were looking for. I told the cop he made my day exciting after which I gingerly drove back to the same bumpy road on my way home.

Moral of the story: Thank goodness for clear video photage!