Archive for November, 2008

Today, I am thankful for:
my Polish grandmother’s pierogi recipe.
words.
my family, even with all their angst-inducing nuttiness.
my sense of humor, which helps me deal with the above-mentioned family.
my friends, who also help me deal.
my daughters and their exasperatingly, exhilaratingly different personalities.
sprigs of rosemary fresh from my garden.
the lovely aquamarine of the lake just outside my window.
the [...]


I heard this story (or something like it) at an AA meeting the other day. Back in the day, it was the sort of thing that would have inspired a fair share of derisive eye-rolling on my part. And now? I think maybe it’s a little corny, but a nice enough reminder to count our [...]


From p. 37 of Alcoholics Anonymous, The Story of How Many Thousands of Men and Women Have Recovered from Alcoholism, Fourth Edition, copyright ©1939 (a.k.a. The Big Book)
Our behavior is as absurd and incomprehensible with respect to the first drink as that of an individual with a passion, say, for jaywalking. He gets a thrill [...]


Dear Dad,
You’re coming to visit today, and I’m equal parts happy and anxious.
Your granddaughters, who get to enjoy your company for a few days each year, are giggling and giddy with anticipation. They’ve made a “Welcome Opa” sign, decided which board games you’re going to play and in what order, and have even set aside [...]


Status quo.

22Nov08

Aside from this blog and Flickr, my other current online self-expression passion is Facebook.
I’m not sure why it surprises me, but I just realized that a healthy (or perhaps unhealthy?) amount of my Friends often have status updates related to drinking.
Behold, a sampling from today:
J. is home, armed with a glass of wine, and ready [...]