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For Lent: giving up anything not diet-worthy. Including (::sobs::) my wine. Except for two occasions: this Saturday night (because we're supposedly having a Murder Party) and Opera Night, when Mom and I always have a glass of wine sitting in the lobby beforehand.
Amusing side note about the pre-Opera Vino: we bring our own. We started doing it years ago. We saved the cups the opera uses for wine and bring splits. We get there early enough that we can stake out a quiet space and pour (once we had to use the elevator, but the most ill-considered was when Mom went into a toilet stall and poured. We drink white wine. So, Mom comes out of the stall with what looked for all the world like two urine samples. :-)
Amusing side note about the pre-Opera Vino: we bring our own. We started doing it years ago. We saved the cups the opera uses for wine and bring splits. We get there early enough that we can stake out a quiet space and pour (once we had to use the elevator, but the most ill-considered was when Mom went into a toilet stall and poured. We drink white wine. So, Mom comes out of the stall with what looked for all the world like two urine samples. :-)