plumcheeks (Sara) Poppy, my furbaby is my spazo of joy
I didn’t drink for the whole month of March. I’m shocked and proud! I don’t miss it anymore. When my man and I go out to eat where they serve alcohol, I briefly think “Do I want a drink? No, it doesn’t even sound good.” We went to Red Robin last weekend and I was looking at the margaritas on the menu and then I thought about my acid reflux and it wouldn’t have been worth the discomfort…or the extra calories.




