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As I am organized in the mornings, I'll start with:
1.At what age did you realize you were in fact an alcoholic?
This is an interesting question, as I woke up this morning with a hangover and though it was painful, started laughing right away at this question......
I was bred to be an alcoholic I think. When I was a kid, my Dad was obsessed with "The Art of Wine." I'm not talking about ordering wine and enjoying it with dinner. He would pack up my mom, my two brothers and me, and we would spend almost every weekend in Napa. He would systematically set up wine tastings so that he could visit every winery possible in the few hours before little kids get pissy and bored and want to make your life hell. In highschool, my brothers and I would drink wine at dinner with my parents. It was sort of a normal thing for me to drink. I never did the crazy break-into-the-liquor-cabinet thing where you can't drink Peach Schnapps for the rest of your life. My first signature drink was a gin and tonic, and that was when I was 18. From there, I went sober for a little while, as my ex-husband was almost completely straight edge in EVERY way (what was I thinking?!) And then came back on the scene with a vengeance when I started drinking dirty martinis and Scotch. Johnnie Walker Black is my drink, but alas, I'm noticing that it turns me into quite the bitch, so I've slowed down a bit on the scotch, and am focusing on "happy time" drinks. ROFL.
I've trained myself to hold my liquor (this statement made me fall off my chair,) and the only time I truly got ahead of myself was when I was trying to keep up with The Boys on Crown. I will never EVER drink Crown again. But I can shoot Jameson with the best of 'em, and still walk out of the bar.
Um, what age? Shit. I've always known I think. Bottoms up!
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