t’s almost the end of February, and Bobby has spent the entire month NOT drinking alcoholic beverages at all. So I’m extremely disappointed in him when I return home to catch him watching sports and drinking a very large glass of .

When I confront him, at first he lies and when finally busted admits that he decided to have a drink because he’d finished writing a book today. While Im proud of him for completing his novel, I will not stand for a minute and allow him to ruin something he’s worked so hard for - and it’s a really large glass of .

Searching out my paddle, I make... Show more