PenteKing’s BodyBlog

It’s not like I like the stuff anymore. The taste of it is no longer pleasing to the palette. The alcohol poisons my body to the point where it takes the better part of two days to recover. The short-lived euphoria of the alcohol gives way to the long-lasting agony of the dehydrated body and mind. (And one is NEVER as witty as one thinks, when under the influence!)

So, why do I do it? Is it the peer pressure? (Hey; everybody else is drinking, and if you don’t drink as well, you’ll be labeled a weirdo). Is it the holiday? (Come on; it’s Thanksgiving. One glass of wine in honor the day isn’t going to kill you.) Is it personal insecurity? (If I refuse the offered drink, will it make me look like a snob? What will they think of me?) Whatever it is, I vow that it will no longer sway my promise to abstain from alcohol. That’s it. I’m done and finished with drinking. No more. I stop right here and right now. It’s not in my plan, therefore it’s not in my body. I will stick to carbonated water or fruit juice. I will have mulled apple cider instead of a hot toddy to ward off the chill. Like cigarettes, alcohol is a substance that is no longer welcome in my body. In the immortal words of Mammy Yokum, "I has spoken!"

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