God is in his heavens… I’ve had several false starts this morning. Everything I try to write about is overshadowed by the significance of this day. It seems ridiculous and trite somehow to talk about the fact I craved a glass of wine yesterday or that someone took too long unloading dry goods in line at Costco. […]
Category Archives: Sobriety
Fiona – my go-to symbol for: The Sleep of the Innocent. Here’s something I don’t say much anymore: I was up all night watching bad Netflix and worrying. The Netflix show was about a dysfunctional family with an evil-seed son who reminded me (a little too much) of an ex-boyfriend. He dies in the end.(the character, […]
Painting by Oleg Korchagin I had a German boyfriend when I was fresh out of college. I mean really German – straight off the jet with a handful of English in his back pocket and a tendency to treat the roads of Michigan like the Autobahn. I remember riding with him, everyone in the […]
One of my favorite gifts this Christmas was a flashlight. A big, bludgeon of flashlight, with different settings to widen my perspective on those things that slither or growl in the dark. My son Jonathan gave it to me along with an overkill of other cautionary gifts: a snakebite kit, a gas can for the car, tire repair equipment, hand warmers, […]
A close up from what is probably my favorite painting – “The Wait” by Tony Rodrigues In the past week, two different people have asked me the same question, “Lord have mercy, don’t you want a drink?” Well they didn’t actually say it like that – I don’t know anyone who says “lord have mercy” […]
When I was drinking, there were no crises. My coping strategy was to drink more and expect things to turn out okay. I operated with a set of blithe blinders to anything unpleasant or dangerous; I was as incongruous and outrageous as a standard poodle walking on its hind legs in the middle of the expressway. In […]
The implements of routine… I have recently had a number of smart people tell me I need to establish a routine. Apparently, for someone like me (who gads about like a raven pecking at bits of aluminum foil in the bushes), it is important to have a plan and follow a path without variation. […]
Cats (like toddlers) are always most adorable when they are sleeping… this is Lauren’s Vincent. A few years ago I was at a party talking to Susan, and I told her that if I ever became one of those women of a certain age, who wore clothing emblazoned with fauna, to kill me. You know what […]
Is this corny? Because I don’t feel corny. I feel hopeful and I think this is a sunset, not a sunrise and sunsets are less cheesy than sunrises, somehow – there’s a bit of melancholy… “Now – Bring me that horizon…” ― Jack Sparrow I was going through some old photographs on my […]
Something wicked this way comes… So, I had a complete meltdown Saturday. I was eating an orange on the way to the bank and when I got to the drive-through ATM machine, my fingers were sticky and the machine was not recognizing my responses to the prompts and there was an impatient car behind me and […]