I have been drinking.
Not like drinking to soothe my woes, but I have had a few adult beverages lately. Some of you may recall that I don't drink a lot. I would rather have a diet Sunkist. But, with this beverage consumption comes a revelation of sorts.
I am a cheap date (drunk).
Before surgery, when I would drink from time to time....little Miss Amy could put away 8 beers without feeling much.
New Amy...well, let's just say after one lemondrop martini I was lucky I didnt pull my dress over my head and run around screaming "look at my port".
After one drink I get "the flush". You know, where your cheeks start to turn red and you begin to wonder who turned the heat on? After two drinks, I might just make out with you. I know that some of you are now super excited to buy me a few in Chicago.
Watch yo self.
Today is Monday and Mr. Scale said 180.0.
Well I'll be!