I Love Wine

No. Really. I do. And coffee. I like coffee too.

I've never been much of a substance abuser. I smoked pot once in my life and it was an awful experience that need not be repeated. Shortly after my first puff I feared that the local police knew exactly what I was up too and was scared to death that my boyfriend was going to die and I was going to spend the rest of my life in jail. All this took place while my sister and best friend sat on my couch giggling uncontrollably about god knows what which just infuriated me because they simply didn't understand that the world was ENDING.

As I said, this is an experience best not repeated.

But wine...wine is LEGAL. Now, before you go jumping to conclusions, and on the off chance that the mother of my step-children or her friends read this blog for some kind of validation that I am an awful influence...I must clarify that I don't drink often, and very rarely do I drink to the point of intoxication.

Now that we've got that out of the way, here's the truth: I'm kind of an uptight person. I take life a little too seriously and I suffer from more than my fair share of anxiety over relatively harmless nonsensical situations and such. Intellectually I understand that doing so makes me prone to heart attacks and the like, but tell that to the emotional portion of my brain that views its rational and intellectual counterpart as a naive moron that sounds something like the teacher in Peanuts. ("mwah mwah mwah."..if you catch my drift).
Now, I could take this opportunity to explain to you the psychological reasons that I have this 'anxiety problem' but that would bore the hell out of you and is not the point of this post.

No, the point of this post is that WINE fixes my uptightness and anxietyness. While I am not an alcoholic and am related to enough of them to steer clear of that path...I understand how people end up in that cycle. Wine makes me feel warm and happy. It makes the petty things in life exactly that...petty, and not worthy of a moment's worry. It makes me smile more and loosen up enough to just laugh.

This house purchasing process is slightly stress inducing. Today I called my sister and asked her how she stayed sane throughout the process of searching for her house and her response was that she drank more wine in that period of her life than she ever had before or after.

Now, for those of you who've never met my sister, let me explain: THAT'S SAYING SOMETHING. Because my sister, (remember, the girl giggling on the couch while the world was ENDING?!) drinks a LOT of wine. All the time. No, seriously. ALL THE TIME.

That having been said, I am not an alcoholic just because I drank a couple glasses of wine tonight. And, by the way, for those of you interested, I painted that beautiful watercolor you see above. And I may have been drunk at the time ;-)