It's a good day to bring back memories of all the good times.
That's true; today I decided the hell with cardiologists, and had a second glass of wine with my lunch. I remember times when the second
bottle stood nose down in the cooler. Fortunately, I hadn't had the heart attacks yet! Nor any beta blockers.
Some advise against any living in the past, but when that past brings priceless memories, the hell with such advice!
;-)