"Professional" drinker

I read an article the other day. A wife described her husband as a "professional drinker". What she meant by that was he was able to drink socially without the problems the next day.

He obviously has the personal sense that I'm reaching for. The awareness to know when to have a glass of water or turn down the next drink or two, while still enjoying his evening.

I'm past the point of having to prove how much I can drink. Part of the wisdom of age I guess. It's that I enjoy the flavour and can't find a suitable substitute. Suitable flavour that is.

Perhaps that's it. I need to take something to switch to between drinks.

This blog seems to work. Ideas come with the writing.

As an aside, I've managed to lose a couple of more pounds - 15 in total. It's been motivating me to keep going. I missed fruit for a while though.

I started to feel sluggish and run down and then I realised that I hadn't had any fruit for a while. Now that I'm eating fruit more, I've been feeling better.

Fruit and exercise make you feel better. I should probably patent that, but I'll share it with you for free.

Damn Skeeters

So, two full days on the couch because I couldn't get any energy to do anything else. I'm blaming it on West Nile (a nurse friend "diagnosed" over the phone after a ten second consult). That means two things, I'm now immune to it and comfort food. Grilled cheese sandwiches or macaroni with tomato juice. It was tiring eating.

In the meantime, my belt is on it's last hole, my pants are too big, and I'm noticing a change in the mirror. Once I fell fully healthy, I may actually feel healthy.

The wisdom of Zane

While those words don't get strung together very often (he, he), it's true. I was thinking that I'd have to come up with some new clarity everytime I logged on to blog on. In the mean time, the little prick in my brain has been gathering some strength.

The weekend was a little rough, I'm still bloated from all the good food and beer. So, back up on that wagon.