I sat two hours yesterday talking to mom. I get so lonely in that house of mine despite Maggie. Maggie went with me and lay on the floor beside me listening to every word and watching the cat on mom’s bed warily. Mom was in the bed with her cat Muffin on top of her. We talked mainly of small talk; a subject I am still mastering. It was good practice. It also gave me a good excuse to drink all the cokes I wanted. Every time I would run out of a drink, mom would suggest I get another out of the fridge. Bliss! That doesn’t happen often.
“Mom, do you think I am doing better?” I asked at one point.
“You’re still obsessive compulsive, but your doing better than you ever have before,” she replied.
That made me feel better. Sometimes, you just to have to hear it from someone else. We really haven’t had any episodes out of me lately for a long time.
Soon, dad was home from work. He gets off at 2 PM on Saturdays.
“I see I’ve got my whole crew here today,” he said with a smile.
“We’ve been talking for hours, “ mom said excitedly. “We’ve had the best time.”
“When you were drinking,” dad said. “You would never do that. You would only be thinking about getting drunk. You would never give time to your mother or I.”
He was right. Drinking was the be all and the end all.
Eggs, Bacon, and Sobriety…
This Sunday morning we have our traditional breakfast with Mrs. Florene and George. Mrs. Florene already told me she was cooking scrambled cheese eggs, bacon, and biscuits for breakfast last night on the phone.
“Monday, George will be two weeks sober,” she told me proudly. “He really is like a different son. He is just much more responsible and thoughtful.”
“Alcoholism is he epitome of selfishness,” I told her glibly.
My heart goes out to Mrs. Florene. She is a saint. For years, she’s put up with George’s alcoholic antics like running over the mailbox, pissing all over himself, puking till his guts about hang out, pissing in the bed and coming home mad and screaming and hollering at his mother. Etc.
Well, I finished Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight Saga. For a series of books written for girl tweens and teens, I really enjoyed it. My favorite character in the end was Jacob. I just loved his snarky wit, and what is there not to like about a good hearted and good natured werewolf? The ending of book four left you hanging. Which, I hope, means more sequels on the way. The rumor has it that Mrs. Meyer wrote a sequel and it escaped out on the Internet. It is now a new eBook free to download on her website.
I am currently listening to Pillars of the Earth by Ken Follet. I much prefer audiobooks cause I can pace the house all the while smoking copiously and drinking Wal-Mart orange drink. It is a ritual of mine and good exercise. So far the book has taken a sad turn for the worse and I hope it improves for the main characters.
Next on the agenda, it the Harry Potter audiobooks. Mom, my librarian, gave me the choice to listen to them or read them. You already know what I picked. Mom disliked the books saying they were childish. I hope I fare better.