Why do I DO THIS to myself?

I turned 38.  Whooopee!  I celebrated in several ways.  First, my girlfriends in the neighborhood had a small gathering in honor of two of us who had September birthdays.  Couple glasses of wine...not a big deal.

Second, small family party with my husband and children.  One glass of wine.  No problem.

Third, a dinner party with some close friends.   Four margaritas later and I am ALL DONE.  Flash forward to today.......me very sicky.  Me not happy-o.  Me yucky.

I am 38 years old darn it!  I should know better!  You cannot weigh 110 pounds and drink a shit load of tequila and not feel it the next day.  Here is the difference between me at 28 and me at 38.  Me at 28 - drink a lot, feel sick the next day until about 4Pm...have an italian sub and all is well.  Me at 38 - drink a lot, feel so sick all day long, incredibly nauseous, sleep on and off, eat nothing, lay on couch like a loser.  The facts are in ladies and gents....it hits you a LOT harder the older you get.  This being said......I am ALL DONE.  It's just not worth it.....and I am not being a good example for my kids.  My 11 year old can and will figure it out.  What's that gonna be like..... me lecturing her on the evils of drinking and there I am hanging hard?  Common sense says.....it doesn't work.  You gotta practice what you preach.   So here it is world.....it's over for me.  I am done on the booze train....last stop...38.  A glass of wine, one beer, ok.    Anything else....slap me upside the head and slap it out of my hand.  Remind me....It is ok to only have none/one alcoholic drink and still be fun!  

There....now I can go puke.