I Can’t

I Can’t

Today is a day, if I still drank, that I would be a little drunk on the porch right now. I’d be smoking, surfing around on the web. Adding ice and seltzer to my wine so it lasts longer. Dear God, I can even just inhale and feel the relief from that. But. I...
Poke in Eye

Poke in Eye

The other morning I woke up and starting thinking about recovering the couch. Myself. And so of course that got me thinking about how getting sober is like a big sewing project. I mean, that’s what you’ve been thinking all this time right? Now, I’m...
Finishing Lessons

Finishing Lessons

My parenting style is sort of like this: “You can’t play Wii for a week!” Then two days later…..”Wellllllll, I guess it’s OK. Just don’t blah blah blah ever again!” That was kind of my drinking style too. “You...
Like the Normal

Like the Normal

Here are some things going on in no particular order: This morning I realized I had no idea what number of days sober I was on! And so of course, I just counted them: 166! How cool! I am grinning a bit since I would have never, in a million ba-jillion years thought...
Dinner with Amy

Dinner with Amy

Y’all, I had a visit and dinner with my asked for and answered universe new sober friend Amy. We laughed hysterically at general silliness of selves and children, and then had some suddenly deep as shit conversation. It was incredible to actually face...