Thanksgiving got me a little edgy this year. Was home with my brother and parents and they were all drinking. It's hard because I'm one of those people that can pull off social drinking for a while and save the drunk for later so I did feel like I was missing out on the fun a bit. But I remembered what I've read in Allen Carr's book so far and that alcohol is really a poison and nothing to envy. Also I have to remember that my family doesn't know any of the gory details about my alcohol addiction so they don't hold back for any reason. But I survived...with my sparkling grape juice. Even though that stuff made me feel like I was 12, it sure tasted a heck of a lot better than beer. lol