I'd like to start off by saying thanks to all of the commenters the support is helping me. I have a lot of naysayers that don't think that I can accomplish my goal, but as you know I am trying very hard to prove them wrong.
Today is going to be kind of exciting because I am going to Chuck E. Cheeses for a party. I'm going with my kids and the wife, I hope they have fun.
At this point, I am crawling through my sobriety on my way to walking with my head held high.
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HISTORY
Well, to let you know how it all started I was nine years old and had a bet with my father on the SuperBowl. The Bears were playing the Patriots and Dad didn't like that cocky quarterback for the Bears, Jim McMahon and of course, I did. So, we made a little wager. If the Bears won, I could be like my Dad and sit in the floor and drink. If he won, I had to mow the yard for a year without no allowance.
The Bears won and Dad went and bought me a six pack of Little Kings. Boy those were some nasty little beers, but that's where it all started. I thought I was cool. So, I won the bet but I lost a whole lot more.
Thanks for the generous tugs on my wagon.
