So cheers to me for 500 days and cheers to Prim at( http://takinganewpath.wordpress.com) for 400 days. We’re toasting with no-jitos. I’m following Prim’s recipe. Funny,every time I see the name Prim written, The Hunger Games Trilogy comes to mind. Prim, do you have a long braid down your back? Digressing… we’ll be toasting 6 hours apart across the pond. I’ll let you know how it tastes. It sounds yummy with mint simple syrup. I was never a cocktail drinker so I won’t miss the rum.
I wish at 500 days I didn’t still think about a glass of wine every now and then, wish that thinking about drinking would just fucking Go Away. But it won’t. And to be honest I don’t think it ever will. I know I can’t drink but that doesn’t mean I won’t want to be a normal drinker for whatever time I’m left on Earth. Just ain’t goin happen. Deal with it Sharon, deal with it.
So, I’m sitting here watching the 50th Anniversary showing of “Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer”. I used to watch it with my kids. Tonight I’m on my own and I still have it on. I’m such a sap. Olive’s at my feet and Ralph the Dog is snoring somewhere. Husband #1 is out of town for a couple days. I’m getting ready to make a cup of chamomile and lavender tea and eat a couple cookies. The tree is lit and it’s quite cozy. No frickin chestnuts on the fire though. I think that’s a European thing. I remember the old men and their stands in Florence and Rome. Ahhh.It’s a damn Hallmark movie! Which I watch at this time of the year too and they are soooooo bad!!! My thoughts are all over the place aren’t they! Too bad.
500 days, at one time I never thought I’d make it to 5 days.Un-fucking-believable! Autocorrect wants to make that un-funking so whatever floats your boat. I am proud of my journey and thanks to all of you for helping me along. Halfway to 1000. 500 down, 500 to go.
From the Island of Misfits, cheers!