At dinner last night Daave and Rick and I discussed my eye and the possibility that I may have to wear an eye patch. Today I got a jovial comment from Akannie about an eye patch and pretending to be a pirate. My take: Me a pirate - Hardee Har Har, maybe a Johnny Depp type pirate but for sure not a blackbeard type. When we were talking last night I commented that my eye patch would be black with a red patch or red with a black patch and of course have several rhinestones. I certainly can't afford diamonds.
Stop the presses. Stop the world. My scale has informed me that I have broken 300. I now weigh in at 298. Just down 28 pounds for the year. 46's are getting closer.
On another note, I reconnected this evening with a woman with whom I was in the mental hospital . We haven't talked in 10 years or so, but she recognized my voice immediately. We laughed and giggled a bit. She was one of the bright spots during my "Mental Mergency".
You all know I love humor, I would rather laugh than cry. Well probably not at a funeral, but afterward would certainly be ok. That's why I love the line on page 132, 16 lines down and 16 lines up - we absolutely insist of having fun. I've probably misquoted it by at least one word but get over it. I think I got the point across. We are not a glum lot. Those are two of the best "NEWS" in the big book. Other than we never have to drink again. It just won't get any better than that.
Tonight I am grateful for:
- God, my Higher Power
- My Sobriety
- Mamie, my OCD schnauzer
- My Sponsor
- Akannie talking humor to my eye situation, LUVED IT.
- Good Movies
- Good Friends
- The weatherman' foul up of yesterday's and today's weather.
- All Y'all.
Y'all be pretty now, ya heah.