Courting Crazies…


You’re entirely bonkers. But I’ll tell you a secret – ALL THE BEST PEOPLE ARE…

(The date of this post is August 2014 – in Recovery Years that’s a long time to get smarter… 12/2016 M)

The above is a quote I would have related to when I was drinking. I courted crazies like it was my job. I was a magnet for the kind of people who came to visit wearing bedroom slippers or ball gowns – so comely and quick-witted, I forgave them for drinking the 30 year old Scotch (hidden in the recesses of a cabinet), passing out on inopportune pieces of furniture, or insulting my relatives.


These days I start to look at my watch secretly  beneath the table, when the events begin to get a little mad.  I tell myself I don’t have the stomach for it.  In the same way days are long without drinking, dinner parties are long when wine has been drunk, and the attendees start getting animated and garrulous.


But let’s face it, that’s when the real fun starts.  And God help me, I do miss joining in…


I don’t usually propagate the Pinsperational misquotes designed to make us feel SPECIAL (such as the one above.)  And frankly, it’s not about how wonderful it is to be crazy.  It’s that there is no escape. You can do your best to quell it, cover it, abstain from it, medicate it – even be disdainful of it –  but IT remains.  Tucked in the side pocket of your purse like that long ago Delta drink voucher…


Here is Carroll’s actual quote from Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland – more appropriate when madness is fate not folly:

  “But I don’t want to go among mad people,” Alice remarked.

      “Oh you can’t help that, ” said the Cat: “we’re all mad here. I’m mad. You’re mad.”

      “How do you know I’m mad?” said Alice.

      “You must be,” said the Cat, “or you wouldn’t have come here.”


Today I’m not drinking because it’s MADNESS!

How come you’re not drinking?