Oh dear! The only thing I can HONESTLY add to that list of previous behavior is this:
Suddently and overwhelmingly have the desire and the ability to completely slide down the circular stairway of a 747 in full view of the entire passengers with my skirt somewhere north of my waist.
How wonderful to leave that all in the past, as viewed through a glass door.
Hey Cheri? I still do some of this stuff sober, and Im not a woman. hehehe Must be my feminine side. :)
hmmmm oh well time to put on my make up and play a Tammy Wynett tape.:) Hugs to yu Gal.
And thanku Ellen. :) Its nice to be missed. There was a time when I wasnt. hehehe You have a great weekend.
Gammy ole Gal? You are loved. I have a new freind in Alanon thats getting used to the enmotional turmoils that can affect her, by a newly sober husband. One of the first statements at a meeting was, "Ide like to rip his friggin face off." hehehe That statement in itself, sure unloads a lot of anger. :)
Keep Smilin my freinds. Youll drive your enemies nuts. :)
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Well Cheri, I'm with Phil , I still do some of the same stuff.Purse, where is my purse , it's a really big red one,hard to lose, and don't forget the keys,that are attached to a langard, that lools like a flag, there suppose to be around my neck....hmmmmm.#2 The dance thing, I was at an AA function recently and all of us recovering females were out on the dance floor with our arms in the air wiggling our butts while yelling "Whoo Hoo" and it is still sexy. The guys were all looking at us ,saying things like "if a group of guys got out there it would look weird", Chickens! Come to think of it there were several Al-anon's out there with us, we had a blast. Maybe it's a Texas thing, but somethings will remain the same even when we get sober.
Thanks for the laugh, I can sure relate. I never want to forget where I came from, because some of it I never want to go back to.Tell your sponsor thanks too.
That was such good value. It had me laughing outloud. I have to admit to shuddering amid the laughter...cos some of those things came whooshing back with very clear flashbacks!
Scary isn't it?... How we delude ourselves at the entertainment (or annoyance) of everyone around us once we turn into those goddesses of grog?