Alcohol Free Friday. Will it catch on?

Pffft, Look at my ginger love muffin. Looks at how happy he is. I bet he's high as a kite, I bet he's just had a pitcher of delicious frothy beer, or at least three rum and cokes. I can tell, I just can.
it's just not ginger day is it? Here I am Day 3 of a two month hoochlessness and already I'm feeling slightly perkier than normal. Also slightly crankier, but that could just be because I stubbed my toe walking back across my bedroom from the shower. Is there anything more painful than stubbing a toe?
Normally I'd be checking the clock at the corner of my screen, counting down the mo-mos to beer o'clock. But not today chumlies. Today I am sipping tea, digesting my chicken and spinach and considering how many more hours of work I might put in before I call it a day. Four maybe, five? Who can say.
I do know this, one of my christmas kilos has gone and by Monday the other one will have gone with it. Well it better be gone, if it isn't I will throw my scales out the window. I might throw them out anyway, just because I feel like throwing stuff.
Either way, I hope YOU have a wonderful weekend, and I hope YOU enjoy the drinking and carousing. I also hope YOU don't mind if I drool away bitterly onto my keyboard for a while.

UPDATE: Chumlie Babs has been off cigarettes for 24 hours and counting, I would just like to say well done Babs, the very hard part is already over!