doh!!!!!

so i fell off the wagon last night. only 6 days into my non-drinking promise. yes, we had dinner with the cat in the hat and family, and he had three bottles of wine ready, big grin on his face. husby was strong, held his ground and stuck with soda. the cat's wife drank half a beer, and then soda. i gave in to the charms of the cat, and partook in some very nice red wine (charles shaw Gamet Beaujolais is really nice- and cheap!!). i think i had 3 glasses. have a twinge of a headache in me ol' noggin. feel terribly guilty. but i think i've learned a lesson. i like the way i feel not drinking much better. there's still beerapalooza, but husby and i have made a pact that we will politely taste a couple of the brews (it is a home brew party after all, and we can't be rude guests), but will be sensible.