I had to share a cute story - this happened last night at an annual Christmas Party that we attend.
This is a large party - probably over 50 people - and it's hosted by close friends at their gorgeous home. We know about a quarter of the people outside our little crew of 4 to 5 couples.
So we're sitting in the living room, and there are a few people in the room that we don't know personally. One of those people, a man about my age, is drinking a large can of some type of specialty soda.
My friend Stan, (Mary Kay's hubby) leans over to me and softly asks...
"Is he one of your kind?"
"My KIND?"
"Yeah - you know... REFORMED."
"I'm REFORMED?"
"Reformed. Or whatever you call it."
"RECOVERING??"
"That's it."
"I don't know, why do you ask? Do you think we all know each other?"
"Well, he's been knocking back those tall weird sodas all night. I figure he's got SOME kind of issues."
"Well, when you're right, you're right, but no, I don't know him."
