Dear Red Wine,
You and I go way back. You played an important role in some of the craziest and carefree moments of my life. At weddings and Christmas parties, you were the liquid courage I needed to get on the dance floor.
You were able to convince me, that my awkward and oaf-like movements, were actually graceful and coordinated. With you by my side, I was bold and confident, and was certain I had Moves Like Jagger. We were always so much fun together.
You were so smooth, and each glass left me wanting more. I could feel my cheeks start glowing at first sip, and by the time I was a couple glasses in, I would be warm and fuzzy all over. I always meant to alternate you with water, but somehow that always felt like cheating.
The problem was, there was never any moderation with you. It was black or white. Either I was all in, or not at all.
There are many occasions I did go all in. Just you and me. My brother’s wedding comes most clearly to mind. Perhaps because that was the beginning of the end of our love affair.
You were the cheapest choice at that wedding, and many of us chose to polish off the remnants from other tables. It was fun, and seemed logical at the time. It is however, impossible to know just how much red was consumed that night. In hindsight, I can safely say, it was far too much.
The aftermath included a rough night on the bathroom floor, and a hangover that felt like it lasted for days and days. Like most of my dates with you, this was a common occurrence. They always started fun and exciting, and ended with a self inflicted kind of misery.
Since that wedding, we have rarely met up. I think there was one more Christmas party that netted similar results, and finally had me swearing you off for good.
Nowadays, you assist with cooking and marinating. It is a lesser role, but one that I truly appreciate. If I am persuaded to have a drink, it is exactly that. Just one small glass for memories sake.
You and I had a lot fun, but you are the kind of friend who is best enjoyed in moderation.
Thanks for the memories,
I am counting down the days until my 40th birthday with 40 Things.