Let me make one thing clear from the start: I do drink.
I have no opposition to alcohol, moral or otherwise. I like being in control, but not so much that I can’t enjoy the feeling of letting loose after a cocktail. I love a glass of rosé over an al fresco dinner, a Champagne toast at a wedding, or a frosty blended drink (or three) by the pool at a resort. And don’t even get me started about the wonders of a margarita on Taco Tuesday.
I totally drink.
I just don’t drink every time I go out to dinner or after every rough day.