30 Day Blog Challenge - Day 12

What is your proudest accomplishment?

Easy.  That I do not drink.  I realize people say that all of the time.  And, then you get them out to the bar and they're the first ones taking a shot.  Or, people say that but then follow it up with "well, I might have a glass of wine once a month."  I do not drink. I've had one sip of alcohol my entire life and that was on accident.

It was the last birthday that I got to spend with Joey.  We were at Cebolla's and he had ordered me a virgin margarita.  Naturally it was hot outside since my birthday is in July. So, when I got the margarita, I took a big gulp. Holy crap did I feel it.  Not only was it not good, the alcohol hit me instantly. What's in a margarita anyways? Tequila? Vodka? Joey took a drink and he's like "yep, that's got alcohol in it." So, we told the waiter and I got a new drink. But, I was definitely playing it up like I was drunk and couldn't drive.

After my drink -- ha.

I don't know why I've never drank.  I don't recall making a conscious decision to not drink because both of my grand fathers were alcoholics and so was my aunt.  I think I attribute it mostly to not ever wanting to get in trouble when I was a kid.  I never had a desire to either.  It wasn't something I wanted to do like most kids in high school and into college.  I've never done drugs either.  Not even sampling a little weed.  I've smoked maybe two cigarettes my whole life and didn't like them.  I do smoke Black N' Milds once in a while.  I did more so when you could smoke in the bars and I went out three nights a week.  If it's a cool Fall night, I might sit on my balcony and smoke a half of one.

Will I ever drink? I don't plan on it, but never say never.