Deadsgiving

Today is Thanksgiving here in the United States. People all over will be cooking, eating, watching football, doing LOTS of drinking. Then the really crazy ones will wake up early tomorrow morning to get the good ‘Black Friday’ deals. I’m not exactly sure when I began to despise the holidays. Probably after a few yearsContinue reading “Deadsgiving”

When the Party’s Over: The Pitcher Plant Theory

Drinking in my 20’s was so much fun. At 22, I met my hubby at a small, rickety, hole-in-the-wall bar.  It wasn’t a place my friend and I went to find a husband, we even bet who could find the guy with the most teeth (we were in our 20’s and MEAN AF). I vaguelyContinue reading “When the Party’s Over: The Pitcher Plant Theory”

Day 591: Life’s a Beautiful Disaster

I realized that without knowing about the ego and the awful voice it has, I’m certain my writing would have never gotten this far. All summer long, that voice was like, This story is stupid. You’re wasting your time. No one will ever read this. You should stop now. 

Monkey Mind is my Super Power

What if our most despised attribute can serve us? I suppose it started with a seed, planted by the world renowned functional doctor, Dr. Tent. Before him, I wasn’t aware of any ‘problem’. When trying to figure out why my body was attacking itself, I admitted that I was an alcoholic. Dr. Tent then wentContinue reading “Monkey Mind is my Super Power”

Dead Birds

For the longest time, I haven’t been the biggest fan of birds. I think it started when I was a teenager working at the vet clinic. We had an avian doctor and I hated, repeat hated working with the birds. They were so delicate, you could crush them with the wrong move of your finger,Continue reading “Dead Birds”

Day #520- The F*** It’s

I have a MAJOR case of the “F*** It” today. I’ve felt like a pressure cooker from the moment I picked up my phone today (mental note to not do that again). My mood was exasperated by darkness and pouring rain, a leaky basement that we keep throwing money at with no success, and aContinue reading “Day #520- The F*** It’s”

Day 490 and ODAAT

As I predicted, my inner alcoholic voice, Betsy (DeVos), has been doing pushups while I’ve been working my soul off and has returned to torture my thoughts.  She’s not too bad yet, but this is how it starts.  She sees a vulnerability and jumps on it. My best friend is getting married in September andContinue reading “Day 490 and ODAAT”

The Cost of Returning to School

If you are reading this, I’m going to apologize upfront.  My recent posts don’t have a lot to do with sobriety, as it has taken a back seat in the midst of this pandemic. Don’t worry, I’ve learned that even in the back seat, my addiction is doing push-ups. This means that while I’m notContinue reading “The Cost of Returning to School”

Day 481 and the Gifts of Sobriety

Day 481 It’s 10:00am on a Monday morning.  My niece and I are in the pool, she’s jumping off the edge and swimming like crazy while I’m floating around trying not to get splashed. My favorite Milky Chance song comes on and all I feel is pure joy as I look at Jessica and weContinue reading “Day 481 and the Gifts of Sobriety”

Turn off the Chaos

It’s hard to go about this summer in a normal way when so much commotion is going on in the outside world. I was in a bad place mentally about a week ago and couldn’t stop thinking gloom and doom thoughts about the future, especially going back to work in the fall. This summer hasContinue reading “Turn off the Chaos”