F.I.S.T. #2 (Finely Implemented Sobriety Techniques)
owie.
I live a few miles from a Great Blue Heron rookery, and I live right on a slow moving river, so there are a lot of GBHs around here. Early mornings will sometimes bring a youngster/juvenile to my stretch of the river bank and I can watch the (slow) hunt. They are beautiful creatures. They are so lanky and graceful.
Just like you, SB. ::
I live a few miles from a Great Blue Heron rookery, and I live right on a slow moving river, so there are a lot of GBHs around here. Early mornings will sometimes bring a youngster/juvenile to my stretch of the river bank and I can watch the (slow) hunt. They are beautiful creatures. They are so lanky and graceful.
Just like you, SB. ::
Good job on the self-edit, bunny. I wish I could employ that technique all the time, don't you? If only there was a time delay between my mouth moving and the words being heard.
Nah. I don't do that stuff very often any more. But I have to use all kinds of tricks to stop myself!
Nah. I don't do that stuff very often any more. But I have to use all kinds of tricks to stop myself!
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And tequila makes your clothes fall off.
Patron makes them fall off more elegantly, in a lovely little pile.
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Well, bim, above is the product of a guy edit.
Cour, hope the sudden unexpected fall begins to heal.
Such a beautiful day, but, I've been inside...doors are open and a great cross breeze. Been over 90 past few days and humid - not today.
Tomorrow, my college alumni assoc has an Earth Day networking/cleanup morning on the bay...pretty cool. We Pitt folks are together. Light dinner on the water and The Bearded Brothers Band tonight. Just livin the Sober Life down here. If any of y'all get Tampa way, let me know. My f2f mtgs with SR folks have all been pretty special.
Read something last night that I really love...I'll paraphrase...life isn't a process of discovery, it's a process of creation.
No plans for drankin or druggin for me today.
And tequila makes your clothes fall off.
Patron makes them fall off more elegantly, in a lovely little pile.
[QUOTE]
Well, bim, above is the product of a guy edit.
Cour, hope the sudden unexpected fall begins to heal.
Such a beautiful day, but, I've been inside...doors are open and a great cross breeze. Been over 90 past few days and humid - not today.
Tomorrow, my college alumni assoc has an Earth Day networking/cleanup morning on the bay...pretty cool. We Pitt folks are together. Light dinner on the water and The Bearded Brothers Band tonight. Just livin the Sober Life down here. If any of y'all get Tampa way, let me know. My f2f mtgs with SR folks have all been pretty special.
Read something last night that I really love...I'll paraphrase...life isn't a process of discovery, it's a process of creation.
No plans for drankin or druggin for me today.
How is everyone's soberverse?
tom, I'm glad to be out of the white cloud. It was lonely in there.
Update on my spine: ok as long as I swivel on my feet to turn which makes looking both ways when crossing a street a little dicey!
Ironically I rarely fell when drinking. There was a time -- would-have-been-memorable-without-the-blackout-- when I ran into a wall and got a big bad shiner. And some problems on the stairs. Of course if you mostly stay in one room with a bottle and a glass, there aren't that many opportunities to fall down.
I prefer my numbskull awkward sober ways to the faux-elegance of eternal cocktail hour.
tom, I'm glad to be out of the white cloud. It was lonely in there.
Update on my spine: ok as long as I swivel on my feet to turn which makes looking both ways when crossing a street a little dicey!
Ironically I rarely fell when drinking. There was a time -- would-have-been-memorable-without-the-blackout-- when I ran into a wall and got a big bad shiner. And some problems on the stairs. Of course if you mostly stay in one room with a bottle and a glass, there aren't that many opportunities to fall down.
I prefer my numbskull awkward sober ways to the faux-elegance of eternal cocktail hour.
I only had a few drunken falls over the course of 29 years.
1. Bruised a rib falling on the stairs.
2. Cracked a tailbone slipping on the ice coming out of a bar.
3. The worst was when I fell and hit my head during a blackout. The next day I had some type of seizure. That was during my college years and it was because of that incident that I swore off the hard stuff for good. Stuck strictly to beer from there on out. Of course, no way could I be an alkie just drinking beer, right
Well, today is 7 years and 10 months sober. So glad those drinking daze are well behind me now.
1. Bruised a rib falling on the stairs.
2. Cracked a tailbone slipping on the ice coming out of a bar.
3. The worst was when I fell and hit my head during a blackout. The next day I had some type of seizure. That was during my college years and it was because of that incident that I swore off the hard stuff for good. Stuck strictly to beer from there on out. Of course, no way could I be an alkie just drinking beer, right
Well, today is 7 years and 10 months sober. So glad those drinking daze are well behind me now.
Congratulations on 7 years & 10 FBL!
I was reading back a little ways on this thread -- all that we have survived that might have killed us, the things that killed people we cared for.
FBL said his drinking was a slow form of suicide. Me too. Then about in 2009 -- around when FBL quit -- I literally felt in my gut how painful and slow an alcoholic death would be.
Insanely (that's the only word for it), I didn't choose that moment to stop. I chose to ramp it up. Bad call. An alcoholic doesn't improve with age. She gets sadder and sicker and ends ugly.
I'm grateful that I quit.
I was reading back a little ways on this thread -- all that we have survived that might have killed us, the things that killed people we cared for.
FBL said his drinking was a slow form of suicide. Me too. Then about in 2009 -- around when FBL quit -- I literally felt in my gut how painful and slow an alcoholic death would be.
Insanely (that's the only word for it), I didn't choose that moment to stop. I chose to ramp it up. Bad call. An alcoholic doesn't improve with age. She gets sadder and sicker and ends ugly.
I'm grateful that I quit.
Happy Sober Saturday.
It's been decades since only Saturday was a hangover day. I never really worked normal M-F jobs, so Saturday is just another day. Always has been. Just another day to focus on the good in the world - and there is a lot of that.
I haven't gif-bombed you in a while.
It's been decades since only Saturday was a hangover day. I never really worked normal M-F jobs, so Saturday is just another day. Always has been. Just another day to focus on the good in the world - and there is a lot of that.
I haven't gif-bombed you in a while.
Happy Sober Saturday.
It's been decades since only Saturday was a hangover day. I never really worked normal M-F jobs, so Saturday is just another day. Always has been. Just another day to focus on the good in the world - and there is a lot of that.
I haven't gif-bombed you in a while.
It's been decades since only Saturday was a hangover day. I never really worked normal M-F jobs, so Saturday is just another day. Always has been. Just another day to focus on the good in the world - and there is a lot of that.
I haven't gif-bombed you in a while.
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