Happy Birthday to ME, happy birthday to ME.
How lovely to start a birthday without a hangover. In previous years I have loved having a birthday at the weekend because then I could justify starting the day with champagne - the only time I would ever have a drink in the morning (except for other people's birthdays, and Christmas, and anniversarys, and ... [I hadn't got round to any other excuses - yet]). This morning the thought of champagne does not even appeal.
Today I am going to celebrate by going for a lovely swim. Nothing too stenuous, more like the aquatic version of a nice stroll. I will enjoy the freedom, the lack of guilt, the surroundings and be glad that I've admitted my drinking now, before I fucked up totally and lost everything.
This afternoon a friend is coming for coffee. Friend is not a drinker so no risk there, and he has got a young puppy, so we will probably go for a walk by the beach.
This evening we are going out for dinner with dds. I have chosen a place with lovely food and I will try to concentrate on enjoying the flavours (I'm a bit of a foodie). A celebration meal might feel strange without a drink, so any tips from you lot would be good. I know that if I did have a drink, it wouldn't feel like a celebration it would feel as if I'd let myself down (and you lot too) and I am trying to anticipate just how good I will feel at the end of today going to bed sober and proud of myself.
Today, it is my intention not to have a drink.