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Booze is back.

There is good and bad to this booze adventure. Valentine's evening was a delight. Our friends Chloë and Lynda were our Valentines for the evening and Chloë has a friend who is the chef at Hotel Luxe in Beverly Hills (Michael Gladstone). We started with Champagne and ended with some sort of tropical tasting shot. But the booze didn't win.

The next day, Sunday, was Mexican food and margaritas. That would have been fine, of course, but when we got home Matt decided to round out the meal and early evening with a Jack and coke. And then another. And so on. He over did it a little.

So this booze thing is tricky. You can't leave it alone for even a SECOND. You must keep an eye on the f'er. Get a sitter you can trust because booze is sneaky. Booze will steal money from your wallet and eat your last brownie. Booze will ruin your day off with it's selfishness. Booze will tell you that you are gorgeous one minute and then tell you that you are worthless the next. Booze is fickle. And delicious. Booze makes life better when it comes to visit but you have to make sure booze doesn't manipulate you into letting it move in and start being a slob. When booze is being nice there is much laughter. But when booze is feeling like starting some s*#t, then look OUT! Some s*#t will be STARTED!

Manage the booze and don't let it manage you. It is a lovely dinner guest but a cruel mistress. Right now, in my house, I'm giving booze the smack down and showing it who's boss. Matt's got my back on this. You have GOT to have a united front when confronting the demanding nature of booze. It will cry and call you names and pout and threaten to leave and never come back if you don't handle it gingerly. So, get on it. Cuz the truth is ... you love booze. It just has to grow up a little and learn how to love you back without being so demanding and exhausting.