Today is #1's 90th day of sobriety!! Our sober birthdays are only 4 days apart from each other so it makes for double the celebration and excitement when we get to see each other. I am seeing her in a few minutes actually, and I am going to surprise her with a little gift to remember this special day. I am so proud of her for pushing herself each day and getting through those nights that might be filled with boredom or loneliness without turning to a bottle. At the moment, I

Hi guys! Just some encouragement to anyone who's still in the very beginning of sobriety. It gets easier. I promise. I know it might not feel like it right now. Each day that goes by the cravings start to lessen and eventually you can go grocery shopping without drooling all over the liquor isle. I was recently talking to sister number #2 about how alcohol used to dominate our thoughts. Every dinner, brunch, or hang out with a friend was never fully about enjoying our friends

Well, I'm writing this a day late... but that is just because yesterday (my 90th day of sobriety!!!) was so awesome and jam packed I didn't have a chance to sit down and blog! I was so touched to read #1's post from the day before. I always love how she isn't afraid to tell the brutal truth about some of our past drunken rendezvous. She was absolutely right when she said she didn't have to worry about where I was yesterday because she knew I was hiking and hammocking in Malib

Wow sister number 2 has been beating me to it lately. It's about time I check in. In case anyone was wondering…tomorrow is her 90 days!!!!!! don't tell her I told you. I honestly couldn't be more proud. So here's a little bit more of a background on me and sister number 2. We used to be each other's accomplices. We'd help each other cover up our boozy lifestyles so that we could have a nice, normal day with our family without suspicions being raised. We used to be the type o

Number 2 comin' atcha live from her bed at 8 PM on a Friday night. I must say, this is the last place you would have ever found me at this hour during my heavy drinking/weekend bingy days.Yes, I drank most days out of the week, so a Friday was not much different from lets say a Tuesday. But weekends were usually on a different level because I had more friends willing to take their partying up a notch with me. I hardly ever would see my family on weekends. And if I did, it wou

Well, well. I am pleasantly surprised that #1 has so excitedly jumped on board this blog idea! I was so thrilled to read her first post and see the honesty and vulnerability she expressed. I think this blog will be great for the both of us, even if we are the only two people who ever see it. Today I was in the car with my mom, (on the way to get my restricted driver's license from the DMV. WOOT WOOT!) and she asked me the question, "how do you feel now without drinking?" For

Sister #1 speaking Ah. Where do I start? I've had quite the wild roller coaster ride with alcohol over the past decade of my life. First it made life fun. Then it made life embarrassing. Then it made life plain miserable. Rewind to me taking my first shot of vodka at a New Year's Eve party in high school--- feeling like I was completely free and invincible---then fast forward to a year ago where I was shivering in a cold jail cell. I was no longer free, or invincible. The par

I have been thinking of starting a blog for some time now, and something in me today decided to just go for it! I am sister number two of the "sober sissies" as we refer to ourselves. I might be the sister that will write more often, considering that it was my idea and all. But maybe sister #1 will surprise me by adding her two cents every now and then :). As we continue to write, our journey and history with our old friend alcohol will reveal more of itself. For now, I will