Quote from Forbin :

Reminds me of a story my father told me when either my brother or I was born. I might have this slightly wrong but anyway, here goes:

He had stopped drinking for a few weeks so he would be able to drive my mother to the hospital on a moment's notice. So, when she finally gave birth and everyone got back to the house, it was morning, and he just sat on the front steps of the house and cracked open a beer. He said people gave him really strange looks as they walked by on their way to the local train station to go to work.

I can totally agree with that story. I haven't touched a drop for 2.5 wks, then the day we got home, my next door neighbour brought me around an ice cold beer, said congrats, and gave it to me.

@ Gunn - Putting it that way, I totally agree

Quote from Fordman :

Hmm Gunn. Life just got richer? Where on earth did you get that conclusion, I think you meant, I have just got poorer.

Probably not richer with cash, but I think he meant richer in a cherished/fortunate sort of way. If that sounds right....