I lived in San Francisco for a few years. I did not leave my heart there. I lived on Knob Hill and other than strolling to the bars along the crest of my neighborhood, any walk, anywhere, was an aerobic nightmare. I often think of the little, old, Chinese ladies in San Francisco, whenever I embark on a difficult […]
Monthly Archives: January 2015
I have been communicating with a woman who is trying to quit drinking. Alcohol has become a problem in her life and it is beginning to negatively impact her work and family. We have exchanged emails during a difficult time for her, and although I am not a doctor (aren’t you GLAD), I have had the […]
As far as the eye can see… I’m in Jacksonville for a few days and low tide was at 7 AM yesterday morning, so I decided to take Fiona to the beach. It was a perfect beach day – chilly, but with the wind coming off the mainland and buffered by the dunes. In all the […]
Lotta Dann is a woman I admire who writes a blog called Mrs. D is Going Without. She has also written a book by the same name. She and I got together (from across the world – she’s a New Zealander) to talk about why we have decided to come out of the closet as named alcoholics. Lotta Dann […]
Those who are effected by alcohol because they are the responsibility of an alcoholic? How’s that for a non sequitur? I’m talking about the children and pets who are under the thumb of someone under the thumb of alcohol… In the photo above you see a guilty Fiona dripping in Georgia mountain mud – she […]
It occurred to me that alcoholics are oftentimes like those lovable grifters from children’s books who come to stay when mom’s away and cause trouble. The Cat in The Hat springs to mind, or the annoying moose who, when given a free muffin, demands jam and a washcloth and the change from your piggy […]
I have an entire series of blurry, “Bright Lights Big City” photos of this night – I have no idea who took them, but they are PERFECT depictions… More and more I am inspired by readers who write to me with comments and suggestions. Some of their musings are pure poetry… I try to […]
A habit (or wont) is a routine of behavior that is repeated regularly and tends to occur unconsciously. Like brushing your teeth first thing in the morning or putting on the breaks at a stop sign. It is also the costume of a Catholic nun. Don’t you just love the English language? Don’t you […]
I think to deal with some of life’s exigencies, it is best to be insane. I’ve told you that I can compartmentalize to the point of delusion. I am also unflappable in situations when most people would throw their hands in the air and run around like turkeys or check into hotels… Last night I […]
This sturm und drang does not suit me well. I am weary of being weary of the weather. You see how capricious I am? I can’t even drum up a proper depression without getting bored… I got a letter from a reader yesterday asking the question: If you could do it all over again […]
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