Seventeen years ago today..I stopped drinking...I actually thought it was 
16 years, but found an old calender(told you I never throw anything away) and had the date on it and the year...so I was off an entire year..can't blame that on being drunk...missed an entire year and I was sober..I wish that it was my 27Th year...or 37Th year..or the fact that I had never drank at all...but can't cry over spilt whiskey..although I can't think of a better reason to cry...I wonder how different my life and my kids life would have been if I had never drank...well, can't go back in time and change things, but at least my grand kids have no memory of me drinking..which is a good thing..I have such little interest in drinking at all that I know if the medical community discovered a magic pill that you could take and would let you drink like a normal person, I still wouldn't drink...I admit, sobriety does cut down on the excuses for some of my bad behavior, but after all these years...I found out I don't have to be drunk or drinking to say or do outrageous stuff..That was one of my fears when I quit drinking that I would lose being me..the funny,in your face wild Jackiesue...nope..it was never the alcohol..it was always just me.The alcohol just made me better, or worse as the case may be..I asked my Aunt Leola once what I was like when I was little and she said 'just like you are now, except shorter.'...how scary is that..I remember once when I was about..oh...4-5years old, my Daddy told me an old family friend was coming and not to tell my Mother as it was a surprise...well, I told..and he said'I will never tell you another secret again.'...and as I walked away all dejected, I said:"ahhhh, fuck.'.
I got bipped in the back of the head for that one,but for the rest of the day every time Daddy and Mother looked at me, they would burst out laughing...
I am going to the family reunion in Houston this Sunday..Hopefully Jenny and Jamie will go with me..Monday is my 64Th birthday and I share it with my cousin Cheryl..Shady Lane sent me a 'Dolce Gabbana' brown suede saddle bag type purse...it's smoother then a cats ass..It sorta looks like this purse, but softer and slouchier...She got it whi
le she was in New York for her vacation..she visited an old friend who is a professor at Rockefeller University and he sent me two Bush bashing t-shirts, which I will wear to the reunion..I have been trying to find someone to make me a 'WHAT WOULD THE GODDESS DO'
t-shirt...but want me to order over a hundred, they don't do just one..so will have to make one myself I guess...But I figure the t-shirts will have my cousins all out in force praying for me..Hopefully I will have a ton of stuff to post about from the reunion...
Oh...almost forgot..went to library yesterday and Samuel my 21/2 year old little buddy ran up to me..threw his arms around my
knees and said"weed to me wacky."...made my day..
16 years, but found an old calender(told you I never throw anything away) and had the date on it and the year...so I was off an entire year..can't blame that on being drunk...missed an entire year and I was sober..I wish that it was my 27Th year...or 37Th year..or the fact that I had never drank at all...but can't cry over spilt whiskey..although I can't think of a better reason to cry...I wonder how different my life and my kids life would have been if I had never drank...well, can't go back in time and change things, but at least my grand kids have no memory of me drinking..which is a good thing..I have such little interest in drinking at all that I know if the medical community discovered a magic pill that you could take and would let you drink like a normal person, I still wouldn't drink...I admit, sobriety does cut down on the excuses for some of my bad behavior, but after all these years...I found out I don't have to be drunk or drinking to say or do outrageous stuff..That was one of my fears when I quit drinking that I would lose being me..the funny,in your face wild Jackiesue...nope..it was never the alcohol..it was always just me.The alcohol just made me better, or worse as the case may be..I asked my Aunt Leola once what I was like when I was little and she said 'just like you are now, except shorter.'...how scary is that..I remember once when I was about..oh...4-5years old, my Daddy told me an old family friend was coming and not to tell my Mother as it was a surprise...well, I told..and he said'I will never tell you another secret again.'...and as I walked away all dejected, I said:"ahhhh, fuck.'.I got bipped in the back of the head for that one,but for the rest of the day every time Daddy and Mother looked at me, they would burst out laughing...
I am going to the family reunion in Houston this Sunday..Hopefully Jenny and Jamie will go with me..Monday is my 64Th birthday and I share it with my cousin Cheryl..Shady Lane sent me a 'Dolce Gabbana' brown suede saddle bag type purse...it's smoother then a cats ass..It sorta looks like this purse, but softer and slouchier...She got it whi
le she was in New York for her vacation..she visited an old friend who is a professor at Rockefeller University and he sent me two Bush bashing t-shirts, which I will wear to the reunion..I have been trying to find someone to make me a 'WHAT WOULD THE GODDESS DO't-shirt...but want me to order over a hundred, they don't do just one..so will have to make one myself I guess...But I figure the t-shirts will have my cousins all out in force praying for me..Hopefully I will have a ton of stuff to post about from the reunion...
Oh...almost forgot..went to library yesterday and Samuel my 21/2 year old little buddy ran up to me..threw his arms around my
knees and said"weed to me wacky."...made my day..Ps...all you folks with kids..?..if you are still buying them toys made in China, you're schmucks...just saying.
