We had family dinner night over at Tami's last night. Her new man, Eric,and I were chatting about me dating (he is much like an overprotective brother) he goes "Maybe you should wait for those classes to be over." I'm all like "What classes?" I can see Tami in the background about to crack up. "You know the classes you go to." A bit confused I ask "You mean meetings, that's a rest of my life kinda deal"? Tami quickly joined the conversation, and gave him the 101 on recovery. Here's what I know, when I am acting like a bizo my boys always ask "When was the last time you went to a meeting Mom?" I am guessing a new boyfriend will quickly learn that meetings not only help me stay sober, but help keep me sweet. I am thinking of calling meetings classes from now on, cause they kind of are.
Thank you Tami and Eric for the wonderful dinner and great family time! I love you both!