I Never Saw Perspective Like That…And A Big Thank You

Yesterday was my day in court.  Or to be more accurate, one of my days – I count it my 8th or 9th day in court.  My sentence was at hand, as many of you know.  Just yet another day at the office.  And in doing so, it was time for me to pull out the monkey…

Odd Fellows

I am a grateful recovered alcoholic. The first time I heard someone say that, I was taken aback, and thought it…odd.  Grateful?  For what exactly? We’re these sick, ostracized, mentally polluted and broken folk who have a lifetime of suffering and harm to make up for.  We’re this ragtag group of ne’er-do-wells who can’t hold their liquor,…

A Drug Is A Drug Is A Dog Is A Dachshund

We have a dachshund.  Crazy pile of bark on stumpy trunks, but he’s ours.  I have been known to walk him now and then (I am not the true enabler fusser-over of the dog – that’s my wife’s job).  The great thing is that when we talk to or run into other dog owners, we…

Breaking Anonymity, Or The Unmasking Of El Hijo Del Santo

I received an email yesterday from a woman whose son is an alcoholic and who has been struggling alongside her boy and his illness.  I recall talking to the young man last summer over the phone, who had planned on getting into the old treatment center I went to.  He was unsure of this proposition,…

Put The Plug In The Jug And Other Hokey Pokey’s

(I want to make it quite clear I don’t have anything against what works for another alcoholic to stay sober.  Slogans, or any other similar cantatas, can be useful at times, can be good little tidbits of recovery jingoism that can move someone through tough moments, can be the difference for a newcomer in their…

Take A Penny Leave a Penny

I wasn’t supposed to be there. On my way to one of my favourite Thursday meetings, the dynamic duo of slow drivers and driving rain conspired to thwart my efforts in arriving there at a goodly time.  I knew of the local meeting by my house, so I drove back around, grabbed a Ventastic Quintuple…

#overdoingit #recovery #getalife

I was visiting a dear friend of mine the other day in the hospital.  He was dealing with some heart problems that brought him to the emergency room earlier in the week.  This man, who has 20+ years sobriety, and is one of the sweetest, kindest souls I have encountered on my Earth Time here….

That’ll Do Pig, That’ll Do

“Front loading”. That’s a term I never heard of until we had children.  What that means is that you give the child as much information up front so that transitions are easier on them when it comes time to change something.  Like when leaving the park. Or when dropping them off at preschool.  Or when…

Spider In A Box

No man is an island…except for Freddy Madagascar. That was one of my dad’s go to jokes.  I didn’t think much of it when I first heard it, but gave it a good chuckle (still makes me laugh today, actually).  But in looking back at my old life, I could see that the joke was…

Two Years

Two years ago, I took my last drink. A loving God separated me from alcohol on May 4, 2011, and for that I am eternally grateful. If I knew it would be my last drink, I would have made it a fancy one.  But we all know that our last drinks are rarely festive.  Our…