"I Abstain!" she insisted.

Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday.

Four days without wine. Or beer. Or vodka.

I only made it two days without sugar, but that's because Ryan baked the most amazing cupcakes I've ever had for the IgniteBend event, and I didn't want to hurt his feelings. Buck Heim took this amazing photo, which sums up my "corporate culture" in Bend, Oregon.

A bunch of us went out for drinks after the event, but I just had water. Because the thing about me and alcohol is this: it's just a habit, and if I decide to break it, I do. It's easy for me to get into a habitual routine every night around 6:00 p.m., when the kids are crazy and there's dinner to be served and my brain is fried and I think: Oh, excellent, it's 6:00, time for wine!

But when I decide to break the habit, I just do, and it's not that big of a deal. The first night's hard because my brain misses it. The second night was easier, and tonight I didn't even think about it until I remembered I was going to update my blog.

Giving up sugar on the other hand, is different. Sugar is far more addicting (for me) and it's the hardest thing for me to give up. My brain likes how sugar makes me feel. My tongue likes it, too. I've given up sugar long-term before, but eventually, I come back to it, like some people come back to running marathons when their broken toe heals.

Not me, of course. I've never had a broken toe, or run a marathon. I'm not really interested in either.

So, I'm not sure how long I'll continue the no drinking, but I did see the scale move down a notch already, despite the cupcake issue, so I'd like to give it another week or two and see if cutting out alcohol helps my weight loss efforts.

But Ryan, I'm always available for extra cupcakes.