tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921119446130836418.post6289727736738786405..comments2024-03-15T02:13:34.645+13:00Comments on Mrs D Is Going Without: Big buttery ChardonnayMrs Dhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13110933370498728198noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921119446130836418.post-79278751911068007622013-08-24T03:00:07.561+12:002013-08-24T03:00:07.561+12:00I too, cannot have one drink I always want more. ...I too, cannot have one drink I always want more. I am trying hard to give up but not successfully at the moment. <br /><br />Yesterday was out with friends at a Spanish restaurant and everyone was drinking. I had two glasses and then when I got home of course I wanted to keep on. Finished off a bottle of wine and then onto the gin and tonic and today I feel like crap. <br /><br />I should know that one drink just sets me off. Will I ever learn?Rathernotdisplaynamehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14857907434880198137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921119446130836418.post-18617023721031482872013-08-19T19:05:27.382+12:002013-08-19T19:05:27.382+12:00I stuck my nose in my Mr's red wine recently, ...I stuck my nose in my Mr's red wine recently, expecting to whiff up a delicious bouquet of berries, licorice, tobacco and barnyard... and all I could smell was vinegary fumes which made me go "YUK!" I really must be totally over the wines. YAY. Also spent a weekend with my boozy family, and it was really lovely. I just minded my own fizzy water business and had a great time with them all. XXX SueAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921119446130836418.post-1252610900088048102013-08-19T09:16:06.045+12:002013-08-19T09:16:06.045+12:00Gosh I would have been the same - totally focused ...Gosh I would have been the same - totally focused on getting more. It is the disease of more. I still like the smell of a good glass of wine but I hate people breathing their wine fumes over me when they're drinking. Yuk.Sober Journalisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00148703928688752015noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921119446130836418.post-88516251906808985942013-08-19T01:59:49.696+12:002013-08-19T01:59:49.696+12:00Love how you spell out why you can't drink I&#...Love how you spell out why you can't drink I'm the same as you. Day by day I don't drink and it is ok. Strength to you. Furtheronhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11903753972242964410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921119446130836418.post-7345520360664701742013-08-19T01:35:59.608+12:002013-08-19T01:35:59.608+12:00Never, in all my years of drinking was I able to d...Never, in all my years of drinking was I able to drink during the day. I used to wonder why until I sobered up and took a good hard look and found exactly what you described here...once I got started, all I wanted was MORE. That meant if I started at noon, I'd be plastered and passed out by six. Lovely.<br /><br />Thanks for the book recommendation. It's on my wish list to read. Guess it gets to stay!<br /><br />Love and hugs my friend,<br />SherrySoberMomWriteshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04845259535764391849noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921119446130836418.post-61189372414721524042013-08-18T13:44:43.519+12:002013-08-18T13:44:43.519+12:00I have waiters zooming past me daily, dozens of ti...I have waiters zooming past me daily, dozens of times a night, with wine glasses on trays, me catching the wafts of aromas and bouquets. i am used to it, and it doesn't phase me, as I am too busy to notice, but every now and then one gets me right in the kisser and it lingers. Perhaps a smoky zin or a a zingy Riesling or a downright decadent Amarone. And for a moment I am transported to the times I would do blind tastings, or being at a winery, or at a wine expo, or just enjoying different tastes after work at the bar (that's how it starts, then goes uggggllllyyyy...lol). But that lasts for just a sec, then the reality hits and I move on. Been there done that. I don't linger because there is no need to linger. I know the deal. What was once a luxury and then a necessity is now downright suicidal. The feeling passes and like you, sees the folly in this thinking. I know that a sip leads to a glass leads to several glasses and then several bottles and then vodka, beer and anything with a number and a "%" sign after it. Ugh. So, like you, an alcoholic, Paul needs to remember that and move on. Sparkling water or a strong coffee is all this cat needs. <br /><br />Wonderful post...thank you, Mrs. D :)<br /><br />Love and light,<br />PaulAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com