Saturday, December 31, 2005
Friday, December 30, 2005
that I got around to thinking about maybe taking down my Christmas decorations yesterday
that I'm sober these days during my Mom's illness so that I can be there for her
that I can offer my Experience, Strength and Hope to another friend in recovery (if asked) who is going through a similar situation as my Mom's
that my HP will guide me through any difficult situations if only I ask, listen and act accordingly
that I know enough NOT to buy into some new "discoveries for a cure to alcoholism"
there is no pill or chemical that will give me a spiritual fitness
for all of the HNT bloggers who posted pix yesterday
YOU WILL HAVE PROBLEMS WHETHER OR NOT YOU STAY SOBER.
Thursday, December 29, 2005
Don't Cry on My Shoulder ...
Use this Bill W. CRYING TOWEL
re: the fine print ...
nobody loves me
why was i born?
it's too cold
oh! my aching back!
my money has wings
it's too hot
no one ever helps me
i always get the bad breaks
it always rains on sunday's
i'm just a poor workaday slave
i've got lots of luck - all bad!
see the rest of todAAy's pAArticipAAnts
post your own hAAlf nAAked thursdAAy pic
for a second successful trip to the dentist with Mom
for the speech and occupational/physical therapists that spend so much time with her daily
for the only sponsor I've had
for the one remaining sponsee I have
that I'll be chairing the 6:30am Monday meetings in January
that I'll get to chair the Wednesday noon Speaker meetings in January
that I have another 6 months on the Lambda Board as secretary
that I have another 20 months as GSR for the Eyes Wide Shut group
that I'll be on the Lambda Fundraising Committee for 2006
that I may be on the Round-Up Committee in 2006
that I have done this list 5 days/week since April 2004
that in some ways, my OCD works for me
No love, no friendship can cross the path of our destiny without leaving some mark on it forever.
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
for life's challenges, without which I would never grow
for gifts that don't come in wrapped packages
for my recovery tool box
for the serenity that keeps following me around when it used to run in the other direction
for all the friends celebrating AA birthdays this month
that tomorrow is hAAlf nAAked thursdAAy, everyone is welcome to join in
that Ed McMahon writes to me every year
If you think education is expensive - try ignorance.
What to do? Create your own job, of course. So Liz got to work making birthday cards and special occasion cards. She coerced a few small retail outlets to allow her to market her cards. And life goes on. It keeps her busy and she can pay the mortgage.
Now, apparently, she has graduated to tapestries. I received these two for Christmas; one for my Mom and one for me.
Hats off to you, Liz.
You're a better woman than me.
Tuesday, December 27, 2005
for Mom's lifted spirits after her road trip on Christmas Day
for the Step 8 meeting yesterday -- I realized that most of my amends must be "living amends" for a variety of reasons. As such, to become willing to make those amends has required me to change almost all of my previous behaviors.
that my thinker continues to improve
that I have no financial debt, but I owe many people for showing me the way; people I call my Angels
for the stories in The Big Book - today we read "Physician, Heal Thyself" on page 301 (4th edition)
that I never get caught up in the shopping crowds - before OR after Christmas
for this very strange weather we're having this week in Houston - the low temperature this morning was 62F and the high temperature today will hit 80F
When you come to the end of all the light you know, and it’s time to step into the darkness of the unknown, faith is knowing that one of two things shall happen: Either you will be given something solid to stand on or you will be taught to fly.
Having said that ...
Over the weekend, I was doing volunteer service work answering the Intergroup phones at Lambda Center. At 6:25am a young caller asked me if I knew where to find The Promises in the Big Book. First, I asked if he had the book handy. "Yes," he said, "I have it now." I told him to look at the bottom of page 83 and he should find what he's looking for. A moment later, he said, "Thanks a lot!" That was all he wanted. Great. I was so happy I could help him.
An hour later, just before my regular AA meeting, the leader asked me if I would read The Promises at the end of the meeting. "Of course," I told him. I grabbed a book and held it in my lap until the end of that meeting.
I knew exactly where to find what he wanted me to read.
Monday, December 26, 2005
that all of the physical therapy that my Mom has done for the past 6 weeks paid off yesterday on her first "Road Trip" (she was totally exhausted after 5 hours away from her bed)
that we went to my sister's home an hour's drive from Houston to celebrate Christmas Day
that not everyone in AA has what I want; I wouldn't have a place to put it all anyway
that my recovery program is tailor-made just for me and it can be changed as necessary
that "carrying the message" takes as many forms as I wish it to
for all the sober bloggers who share their Experience, Strength and Hope
Talk happiness; talk faith; talk health. Say you are well, and all is well with you, and God shall hear your words and make them true.
I was living with my boss (a very straight man) in Guildford. We worked long hours but I always found time to get drunk each evening. I had very little time to explore "my personal life." I was frustrated sexually I suppose. There was no one I could talk to. So I drank. And drank.
This particular evening, I somehow found the courage to ask Liz to come listen to me. We went to a table outside the pub. I don't remember exactly how the conversation went (Liz probably does) but before I knew it, I had told her that I was gay. She didn't seem surprised. Imagine that!
She shared with me that her son was also gay. So she understood where I was coming from. From that day, a relationship developed. Finally, there was someone I could talk to. Someone who knew about me. Someone with whom I could be honest. I told Liz many things about me and, if you knew Liz, you'd know how very inquisitive she is. We went drinking together** many places in Guildford and London for the next 5 years. I travelled a lot, but whenever I was in the UK, Liz and I would get together. She often dropped me off and picked me up at the airport.
**Liz is not an alcoholic; she might drink 1 or 2 glasses of lager, then change over to cokes.
She's had many difficult times in her life. Breast cancer, losing her job of many years due to layoff (redundancy in the UK), continuing legal problems with her son, the loss of her Mom, a brother who cares only about himself, an ex husband with severe mental problems, losing her best friend of many years to cancer. She has tackled everything life can throw at her with grace and dignity.
Today is Boxing Day in the United Kingdom. Have a GREAT day, Liz!!
more on Liz to follow soon (and Liz, you're encouraged to comment on this -- LOL)
Sunday, December 25, 2005
Saturday, December 24, 2005
Please accept with no obligation, implied or implicit, my best wishes for an environmentally conscious, socially responsible, low stress, non-addictive, gender neutral celebration of the winter solstice holiday, practiced within the most enjoyable traditions of religious persuasion or secular practices of your choice with respect for the religious/secular persuasions and/or traditions of others, or their choice not to practice religious or secular traditions at all. I also wish you a fiscally successful, personally fulfilling, and medically uncomplicated recognition of the onset of the generally accepted calendar year 2006, but not without due respect for the calendars of choice of other cultures whose contributions to society have helped make America great (not to imply that America is necessarily greater than any other country or is the only "America" in the western hemisphere) and without regard to the race, creed, color, age, physical ability, religious faith, or sexual preference of the wishee.
By accepting this greeting, you are accepting these terms: This greeting is subject to clarification or withdrawal. It isfreely transferable with no alteration to the original greeting. It implies no promise by the wisher to actually implement any of the wishes for her/himself or others and is void where prohibited by law, and is revocable at the sole discretion of the wisher. This wish is warranted to perform as expected within the usual application of good tidings for a period of one year or until the issuance of a subsequent holiday greeting, whichever comes first, and warranty is limited to replacement of this wish or issuance of a new wish at the sole discretion of the wisher.
Disclaimer: no trees were harmed in the sending of this message however, a significant number of electrons were slightly inconvenienced.
Friday, December 23, 2005
that I got a lot of stuff done yesterday, one of my days off from the Nursing Center
that I have been introduced to a spirituality that may have no bounds
for the "job" my parents did raising my sister and me
for dinner with a two-year old friend (in AA, that is)
that every day of every month, I have much more than I need
that I don't have to be lonely any more unless I choose to be
for those who have volunteered their time to answer Intergroup phones at Lambda Center this weekend
for very mild weather during this weekend, ranging from the mid-40's to about 70F
that I can end sentences with a preposition and no period because it's my list
If you have the will to win, you have achieved half your success; if you don’t, you have achieved half your failure.
-David V.A. Ambrose
Thursday, December 22, 2005
that my nephew showed up at the nursing home to visit Mom while I was there yesterday
that Mom is still capable of making most of her own decisions
that I am sober and can make those decisions happen for her
that I got to hear the story of a good AA friend; a guy who is just now "stepping out of the box" with Courage and determination
for the concept of Pause When Agitated - this simple tool has saved me from making a fool of myself (more than usual, at least) numerous times since I got sober
that, in sobriety, there are multiple ways to accomplish goals
that today marks the 2nd AA birthday of one of my support group
Money is a very excellent servant, but a terrible master.
Wednesday, December 21, 2005
that today is the first day of Winter and it kind of feels like it in Houston
for time spent with S.W. / A.ofG. yesterday morning
for peace and serenity throughout my days these days
that my sponsee made it to One Year of sobriety and we had a nice sober lunch
that I can actually listen to the things I hear
that I have enough memory remaining to remember to go to AA meetings
that watching the BaBaWaWa TV special last night reminded me why I am NOT religous
that I have finished my Christmas shopping - again, for the 2nd time in a week!
that tomorrow is hAAlf nAAked thursdAAy and I hope all bloggers can participate and post their pictures on the dedicated website
(click here to post a picture)
Happiness is a perfume you cannot pour on others without getting a few drops on yourself.
-Ralph Waldo Emerson
Tuesday, December 20, 2005
that my Mom was able to write some Christmas cards yesterday
that, for this alcoholic, Step 7 is a daily part of my life
that I've given up all hope of having a better past
for consistency - in most everything I like to do
for my bestest friend Liz K. in the UK. She has stood by me through some difficult times and has always had the kind words to comfort me over the past 16 years.
that I have had 6 sponsee's in my AA life. Today marks the One-Year Birthday of my only current sponsee. He's the first sponsee I have worked with to reach that milestone. We're gonna celebrate with a nice lunch. Sober.
that my home heating has been fixed and it's nice and lukewarm in here again
If you are going through hell...keep going.
I was recently reminded about some of the places I've experienced the Christmas holiday.
1988 -- Trinidad & Tobago -- 2 small islands in the southeastern Caribbean, average temperature in December runs 70F-85F, much rain
1989 -- Malta -- a small island in the Mediterranean, average temperature in December 65F-75F, no rain
1990 -- Las Palmas de Gran Canaria -- a small island off the coast of northwest Africa, average temperature in December 72F-90F, no rain
1991 -- Dakar, Senegal -- a country in western Africa bordering the southern Sahara Desert -- average temperature in December 75F-90F, no rain
1992 -- Walvis Bay, Namibia -- a country in southwest Africa -- average temperature in December 75F-82F, no rain
I definitely noticed a trend towards warm Christmas days. And then,
1993 -- Amsterdam, The Netherlands -- a country in northern Europe, average temperature in December 28F-40F, some rain, snow
..... WHAT HAPPENED?
Monday, December 19, 2005
for the strength, hope and general great attitude of my Mom during this difficult time of her life
for some good recovery this weekend
that I had dinner with my sponsor and his sponsor Saturday night
that being on the Board of Directors of Lambda Center does not have any negative effects on my sobriety; instead, it's a great learning experience
that I received a new Serenity Prayer coffee cup, a new "Twenty Four Hours a Day" book, and a Bill W. Crying Towel over the weekend as presents
for the 65 people who participated in our little fundraising & gift exchange party
that when I pay attention, I know that I am the only person working my program of the 12 Steps and that we are all at different levels of life
to be reminded that I can't "phone in" my recovery nor will it b delivered to my front door; I must work for it
that my way is never the only way and it is often not the right way
that I'm on the committee to plan for our New Years Eve celebration next week at Lambda
When I was new, I didn't think I had any obsessions until I started thinking about it. Then it was all I could think about.
Sunday, December 18, 2005
The interviewer was a woman from a Boston affiliate, so she asked the interviewee how such total and complete devastation of the churches in the area had affected their lives.
The woman replied, "I don't know about all those other peoples but we gets our chicken from Popeye's."
The look on the interviewer's face was priceless.
thanks to david v from houston
Saturday, December 17, 2005
OK. The movie. What is all the uproar about? I don't see many movies, instead I prefer watching the television machine. I see more gay-related material on TV every week than this movie had. Sure, its a love story. Two cowboys. So what! Big deal! QUEER EYE FOR THE STRAIGHT GUY and WILL & GRACE are a lot racier than this movie. I think all the nay-sayers are giving this movie the publicity it needs to get viewers. The producers of Brokeback should take the right-wingers out for a night on the town in appreciation.
It's a decent movie, well written and well made. If this film wins all the Oscars they are talking about, it's been a pretty rough year for the cinematic industry. If they want to give it a bunch of awards just because it's ground-breaking, then they should create a category for that. Then they could make a movie about the far-right Christian bunch who one day actually exhibited love and tolerance for their fellow man. Now, that would be ground-breaking material! And it would be listed as science-fiction as well.
Friday, December 16, 2005
for Houston weather - yesterday was just about perfect - 42F - 60F and no clouds
for the frame of mind I have experienced lately - very serene, peaceful, laid back and even tolerant at times LOL
for the Serenity to accept my Mom's condition
for the Courage to change my attitude
for the Wisdom to "pass" when asked to share at a meeting yesterday - I had nothing to say
that the Twelve Promises of A.A. are real, not fictitious AND they are the result of living the Steps, not the goal
that each of my lists this week have GRATITUDE in the title
that it rarely snows here
for the promise of a busy schedule today and tomorrow, almost all recovery related
Do not ask the Lord to guide your footsteps, if you are not willing to move your feet.
In my 2+ years in the rooms of AA, I've met and heard many alcoholics. I've heard the full range -- from those who go to a certain number of meetings each week/month, who work the Steps, have a sponsor who they stay in regular contact with and who have a Higher Power that they remain in conscious contact with. And I hear those who state that they rarely attend meetings, have yet to work the Steps after years involved in AA, may or may not have a sponsor and may or may not have had numerous relapses. Many have found every reason not to surrender to this illness. They often have many complaints but today they are sober. Happy, joyous and free are not part of their vocabulary.
What is sobriety? What is recovery?
I know this --- if I am going to be miserable, I am going to return to the bars and forget about stopping drinking.
Thursday, December 15, 2005
Santa just got busted!
got a better caption for this pic?
let me hear it, please.
This is the Christmas tree at
Lambda Center, here in Houston.
Lambda is one of the finest AA / Al-Anon recovery centers for the GLBT* community in the USA.
* gay, lesbian, bi-sexual, transgender
CLICK HERE to see the others
posting on HNT today
to spend more time with Mom. I watched her get exhausted doing her physical therapy.
that she then wrote to me, "No pain. No gain."
to hear the story of a friend in recovery; his struggles to get 15 consecutive months sobriety since first trying in 2001
that I grew up with a "normal" family; so often, I hear stories about VERY dysfunctional families behind the alcoholic upbringing
to have a new name for Sonny of Lambda Center - the Coffee Lady
that I somehow lived through several potentially deadly situations that I put myself in when I lived in Africa
for absolutely crazy dreams I have when I go to sleep, nearly every night AND that I can remember them usually
that I'm going to see Brokeback Mountain with 3 other drunks and none of us will be drinking
The greatest good you can do for another is not just share your riches, but to reveal to him his own.
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
for a very nice day off from the hospital
that I know that I must take care of myself; physically, emotionally and spiritually before I can be of help to my Mom (or anyone else for that matter)
for a really good Step 3 meeting yesterday, reminding me once again that my life was saved when I made a decision to practice Step 3 regarding my drinking
that I accept my personality as it is but I don't have to accept my behaviour
that when I am spiritually fit, I create very little drama in my life and other lives
for the dirty, used items in my AA tool box
for all of my bosses who put up with my shit for 2 decades
for kitty cat Christmas gifts from my neighbors
Aim at Heaven and you will get Earth thrown in.
Aim at Earth and you get neither.
I'm left to think that the reason so many "straight" people are afraid of homosexuals is simply because they're afraid it will rub off (pun intended).
Truth is ...... we don't want him!!
All kidding aside, the point is lost when I or anyone else speaks about someone "turning" straight or gay. It isn't a choice. We are born that way. Mr Bennett says he is a former homosexual. I would hazard to guess that he is a current bullshitter just trying to make a few $$$$ of other homophobes.
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
for Mom's road trip yesterday to the dentist - a highly successful journey and her first descent into the outdoor world in 6 weeks
that I can be there today for her so that my sister doesn't have to shoulder the total weight of our Mom's illness
for the 2 most important words in Step Six of AA's Twelve Steps -- "were entirely ready to have God remove all these defects of character"
that as each day passes, I try a little bit less to hold on to some of my most glaring character defects
that these days my behaviour reflects my program of sobriety
for quiet afternoons and peaceful evenings by myself
that I almost always enjoy being with me
"If we treat people as they are, we make them worse.
If we treat people as they ought to be, we help them become what they are capable of becoming."
GOETHE via POSTCARDS FROM HELL'S KITCHEN 12/12/05
October, 1988. I was 34 years old and had a live-in boyfriend. We'd been together for 4 years. We were both alcoholics. He was 10 years my junior (I've always been attracted to guys younger than myself). He was also a hypochondriac, HIV positive, addicted to pain meds shopping and lying. And he was a psycho. Definitely bi-polar. We had met in a gay bookstore while doing the nasty in a back room. Neither of us ever had any pretention of being monogamous. Perfect fit, eh?
I could write for hours about that relationship, but I digress.
The company I worked for sent me to Trinidad and Tobago for a short project. I would be gone for a couple of months. I was thrilled to get away from Psycho. While there I quickly discovered one of the world's great pubs. Straight, of course. Yeah, right. Not when I was there.
This initial overseas assignment turned into years of more travelling. A good part of those travels were by myself. For the next 5 years, I would spend weeks and months in port cities, living in hotels. I worked in straight environments with frequent visits by my boss. For a couple of those years, my boss and I lived together in a rental home near London. The home also served as our office outside the USA. If anyone ever suspected I was gay OR an alcoholic, they didn't let on (to me, at least). Work by day. Drink at night with the occasional sexual tryst.
I became very good at separating work from play. They were literally two different lives. They ran parallel to each other. I would often travel from London to a small port in Holland. That included the 45-minute flight to Amsterdam followed by an hour train trip north. Nearly every time I made that trip I would stay overnight in Amsterdam at a gay bathhouse. Amsterdam provided all my wants. Good bars, easily available marijuana and sex. Then I would head off to work early the next morning, no one the wiser. I did this countless times.
I've heard many times in AA meetings how we are so good at compartmentalizing our lives. That's exactly what I did.
During those last years of drinking when I had returned to Houston I tried not to show my alcoholism to my mother. When I visited her it would be in the mornings, before I began drinking for the day. On holidays and family get-togethers I rarely stayed more than a couple of hours. Had to get to the bar, ya know. I tried to hide it from Mom, but she knew. Oh yeah, she knew.
Today, I am so lucky to be able to continue making my living amends to her as a sober and responsible son. Now is when it counts. Now is when she really needs me and I am there for her. Not only do I love sobriety, I love recovery.
Monday, December 12, 2005
that I am taking my Mom to a necessary dentist appointment this morning; she can handle it, I hope
that I have received 827 daily gifts since the day I stopped drinking; one day at a time
for my health and yours
that I now accept that I'm not now nor have I ever been a very "social" person
that "pause when agitated" really works whenever I use it
that I can quietly leave a situation where I am not comfortable instead of creating additional drama
that I have a couple of recovering friends I can talk to when it's necessary
that people who think they have it all, actually have much less than they believe -- yet they may never know or appreciate that
that I don't have to be verbal about my judgements or opinions -- even on here, I do not include names, but I can use this media to "vent"
that my Christmas shopping is done!
WHEN THINGS ARE GOING GREAT, SOBRIETY IS GOOD.
WHEN THINGS ARE GOING BAD, SOBRIETY IS BETTER.
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My latest attempt at something artistic.
One thing I did differently ...
it is not framed.
what appears to be a yellow frame, is actually just yellow paint on the canvass.
i'm still just using spray paint,
today, i'll finish 2 pieces for my sister's christmas present.
Sunday, December 11, 2005
However, it is possible to expand this simple aim into a great deal of nonsense, so far as the indivudual member is concerned. Sometimes we hear him say, in effect, 'Sobriety is my sole responsibility. After all, I'm a pretty fine chap, except for my drinking. Give me sobriety, and I've got it made!'
As long as our friend clings to this comfortable alibi, he will make so little progress with his real life problems and responsibilities that he stands in a fair way to get drunk again. This is why A.A.'s Twelfth Step urges that we 'practice these principles in all our affairs.' We are not living just to be sober; we are living to learn, to serve, and to love."
reprinted from AS BILL SEES IT - page 94
I find it very difficult to practice these principles in all my affairs. It is my goal, never to be completely attained. What are these principles?
Awareness of God
Service to Others
Saturday, December 10, 2005
I believe that a lot of us alcoholics have led double lives, at least at times. For me, it was working in a very straight and conservative environment. First, in the public school system as a PE teacher and football coach, then in the oil business. Neither of those allowed a way of life where I could feel comfortable being myself. Certainly not in the school system back in the mid-1970's in Houston, Texas. My 20-year career in the oil industry involved working with hundreds of guys in the offshore part of the business. Many were rough, tough rednecks from the south. Most others I knew were at least on the conservative side of thinking.
Combined with my sensitivites of what others might think of me, neither of those areas of employment provided a venue where I could be myself. As a result, most of my adult life I was the straight-acting, sports-loving, heavy-drinking and usually pretty much fun guy to be around. Rarely, if ever, did I inject talk about women and dating. I told the good joke when I could think of one. Steers and queers types of jokes. I had to fit in.
So as a gay man I could rarely be me. I thought I had to be who you wanted me to be. I was pretty damn good at it. But I had another life as well.
By age 18 I knew I was gay. College was fun. Lots of drinking, lots of free sex. I didn't date girls, of course. But I didn't date guys either since I was heavily involved in sports. From 1977 (age 23), I lived in Montrose, the accepted gay section in Houston. I often had gay roommates. I went to the gay bars. Every night. I had gay boyfriends. I learned to separate my personal life from my professional life. It worked quite well for me during those formative years.
Then, in 1988 at the age of 34, I began working overseas. An Escape.
link to part 2
Friday, December 09, 2005
that I took a "day off" from visiting Mom in the hospital; a day for me
that I got a lot of little things accomplished yesterday
to help celebrate the 4th AA birthday of a friend at 6:30am today
that the best way to start the day is by waking up, then talking to my HP
that I am as unpolitically correct as I can get away with
that, while my drinking obsession has been removed, all my other character defects must be attended to -- one day at a time, sometimes, one minute at a time
for the fellowship and food at lunch yesterday with 9 others from Lambda at Kelly's Country Cooking; a 20-minute drive across the city but worth it (to me)
that my cats seem to LOVE their new scratching post (see below)
for all of my blog friends
that my name is not Betty Smith
Look at everything as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time. Then your time on earth will be filled with glory.
My cats got an early Christmas present yesterday.
They had worn out one of their scratching posts. It was 2 years old.
They have 2 like the one on the left.
One is upstairs, one down. But this one has outlived its usefulness and I wanted to get them something to play on.
And something to sleep on, of course.
Thursday, December 08, 2005
for a pleasant hour and a half with Mom yesterday; she had just finished putting on her makeup when I arrived, the first time in the 6 weeks since her strokes!
for the 5 or 6 people who went out of their way to continue telling me to Keep Coming Back after I first arrived at the rooms of AA
that I did
that I no longer have to worry about smelling like alcohol, wherever I go, especially in the mornings
that acceptance keeps me sober; my choices provide recovery
that I live in a place that rarely sees snow and ice
that I finally got a cell phone; it's been 3 years since I had one
Understand that the right to choose your own path is a sacred privilege. Use it. Dwell in possiblity.
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
that I get to spend time with Mom during her recovery - yeterday, she was doing physical therapy most of the time I was there and it was good to see her in action
to see a young mother of 2, with only 3 months of sobriety, get in front of a crowd of recovering friends and lead an AA meeting
that there are so many sweet people in my life
that all of my relationships today must hinge on my relationship with my HP
for the opportunity to make my old behaviours my old behaviours
that I checked out the new line of cell phones - I may purchase one later today
that today is Pearl Harbor Day - it was 64 years ago that the world changed, once again
We can't take any credit for our talents. It's how we use them that counts.
I started this blog one year ago today. Why Pearl Harbor Day, I don't know. WhatEVER.
total posts = 706
total hits = 21,770
total page views = 61,036
I'm now averaging over 150 viewers per day. I remember when 50 viewers was my goal, just a few months ago. As with just about evrything else that I enjoy doing, it's become more than a habit. It's just another addiction. I try to be careful not to let it get in the way of more important addictions.
Thanks for checking me out, however often that may be. I don't have a clue if I'll still be at it in a year from now. As long as I enjoy it and have the time, I suppose I will.
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
to see my Mom walk around her room without any assistance of any kind
that these days I can find patience with a smile
that I have yet to discover a trigger to drink alcohol (not that I'm looking for one)
that my experience with Step 5 gave me the courage to share my life and feelings more openly in the rooms of AA and on one-on-one situations
that I am really trying not to isloate; with and without success
that I never had a drinking problem until I got to AA (LOL)
that we read "The Missing Link" in the 6:30am meeting today
for some cool and gorgeous weather in Houston this week
Nobody entirely escapes temptation. You must expect it and be ready for it when it comes. You must be ready to recognize it.
paraphrased from TWENTY-FOUR HOURS A DAY --- Hazelden
Monday, December 05, 2005
that my Mom is looking much better the past few days (especially after going to the hair salon at the nursing center LOL)
that the Promises of AA are not called Possibilities - they DO happen when they are supposed to happen as long as I take the proper action
for the 6:30am "Eyes Wide Shut" AA meeting every weekday
that I see images of my former self on A&E's Intervention on Sunday nights
that my commitments to service work and helping others usually keeps me from isolating
that I still see progress within myself in many areas
that old habits can't be discarded until I take the action to form new ones
that on Saturday I got a lot of little things done around the house, including putting up my Christmas lights
for the gifts from my neighbor for my cats - Catnip for all 3 of them
that my friend Steve is trying to get his blog-hits up, so click anywhere on this line
IF YOU PRAY, WHY WORRY?
IF YOU WORRY AFTER YOU PRAY, WHY PRAY?
I began saving used BIC lighters when I was in college. Don't know why. Thirty years later, it's now a collection of over 200 lighters. All Bics. Some with advertising.
I began smoking Marlboro cigarettes at age 17. By the next year, I was smoking 3 packs per day. Thirty-threee years later (now) I still smoke 3 packs per day. I have thought about cutting down to maybe 2 packs.
On this blog, I find it hard to do just one post per day. It is usually two posts. Or three. Most bloggers do much less than that.
I hate to run out of ink in my favorite writing pen. So, of course, I have dozens of pens ready and waiting.
When my boyfriend left me, I wanted a companion. I got a cat. Now I have three cats.
Earlier this year, I wanted a couple pieces of art for a wall. I had never painted. I have now completed 30 pieces.
I go outside my townhouse to clear leaves from my flower bed. I end up spending an hour sweeping leaves from my neighbors sidewalks and sweeping the leaves from the curb.
Early on in sobriety, I wanted to "get involved" in my AA club. I began writing a newsletter. I am now on the Board of Directors, on the fundraising committee, sweep cigarette butts in the parking lot almost every morning, make flyers for most events and do other odd jobs that I think need doing.
In other words, all my life I have been able to do very few things in moderation. It's all or nothing. If I enjoy doing it, I go all out. I over-do it. There's a lot of things I have not mentoioned here but I suspect you get the gist of what I'm talking about.
But I could just keep writing and writing and writing ...
Sunday, December 04, 2005
"TO ALL MEMBERS
Greetings On Our 10th Christmas - 1944. Yes, it's in the air! The spirit of Christmas once more warms this poor distraught world. Over the whole globe millions are looking forward to that one day when strife can be forgotten, when it will be remembered that all human beings, even the least, are loved by God; when men will hope for the coming of the Prince of Peace as they never hoped before. But there is another world which is not poor. Neither is it distraught. It is the world of Alcoholics Anonymous, where thousands dwell happily and secure. Secure because each of us, in his own way, knows a greater power who is love, who is just, and who can be trusted. Nor can men and women of AA ever forget that only through suffering did they find enough humility to enter the portals of that New World. How privileged we are to understand so well the divine paradox that strength rises from weakness, that humiliation goes before resurrection; that pain is not only the price but the very touchstone of spiritual rebirth. Knowing its full worth and purpose, we can no longer fear adversity, we have found prosperity where there was poverty, peace and joy have sprung out of the very midst of chaos. Great indeed, our blessings!
And so,-- Merry Christmas to you all-- from the Trustees, from Bobbie and from Lois and me."
Bill W. (co-founder of Alcoholics Anonymous)
Saturday, December 03, 2005
Of course, the woman wanted “The Knob.”
Over the course of the years, the woman tightened the knob, and the effects were wonderful—the woman remained young looking and vibrant. After fifteen years, the woman returned to the surgeon with two problems.
”All these years, everything has been working just fine. I’ve had to turn the knob many times and I’ve always loved the results. But now I’ve developed two very annoying problems: First, I have these terrible bags under my eyes and the knob won’t get rid of them.” The doctor looked at her closely and said, “Those aren’t bags, those are your breasts.”
She said, “Well, I guess there’s no point in asking about the goatee.”
Friday, December 02, 2005
to see my Mom walk several minutes yesterday, unassisted except for holding a therpists hand for balance
for her daily progress
for my daily progress
that I can give back to Lambda Center in small ways, the place where my life was saved
that the chaos that I allowed to rule my thoughts and behavior earlier this week, has passed
for my health, which I much too often take for granted
for more beautiful weather today and the weekend
"NO ONE EVER WENT TO JAIL FOR DRINKING TOO MUCH COFFEE"
It's just about time to put up your Christmas lights, if you do that sort of thing. I put up 2 small strings of white lights and that's it. Too lazy to do much more.
But THIS GUY can't be called lazy when it comes to decorating!
(turn on the volume for the best effect)
Thursday, December 01, 2005
to see, once again, what a difference a day makes!
that my Mom is settling into her new home (temporary hopefully) and beginning to receive the physical therapy she desperately needs and wants)
for Medicare and secondary supplemental insurance
for the 2 good Step One meetings I've attended this week
that I know that I can't afford to shut the door on my past, lest I shall repeat it
for the new bloggers from Lambda - 3 in the past 3 weeks
for the mild weather we're having, but sure could use more rain
that I was able to talk to my sponsor yesterday and relate some of my problems to him, honestly and openly
that sometimes, my commitments keep me from being able to isolate
YOU ONLY HAVE TO DO TWO THINGS:
2) LIVE UNTIL YOU DIE
YOU MAKE UP THE REST.