I drink beer at last!

Defying my doctor's order, I drank beer last night.  At last!  Had Wifey known about this, she'd definitely get fuming mad!

I was so excited and chilled upon holding the first ice-cold brown bottle.  Cheers!  Since I've not tasted a drop for 41 straight days, the first gulp was as sweet as honey.  And, after some more bottles, I felt so refreshed and invigorated.

When I was about to open my sixth bottle, I suddenly woke up; then, I realized that I was dreaming.

That was a GOOD dream, indeed!  I'd better sleep again and continue my drinking spree!