I enjoy beer, really enjoy it, and when my split from the ex was new, I wen t out every night that my son wasn't with me. But I only went blotto once in that time frame.
See, I know that over half of my relatives are alcoholics, and live carefully not to become one. If we have the money for a dozen beer for the week, great, and it does both adults the week, if not, shucks, I'm over it.
I havenèt touched any weed hash etc in a decade, it was a decade my last birthday. I had gotten pretty chronic, and my cousin and I split a gram and a quart of whiskey to celebrate my 17th birthday. Good night, thereès no denying that, but when I found out that I was pregnant a week later, I felt horrible, and was fearful that I had harmed my child throughout the whole pregnancy.
I didnèt, the only thing I may have don is made him to smart for my mental health, but the fear was there. After he was born and weaned, I just decided it wasnèt worth it.
But I still declare, beer with homeade cheeseball is definately worth it...if you only have one or two
