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Little Yellow Mountain Bike

“Oh, look!” Beth exclaimed.  “Someone forgot his adorable little toy bike!”  Beth was our Yoga instructor and I disliked her a great deal. From her rancid breath to the fact that she had no sense of personal boundaries, I found nearly everything about her offensive. We’d walked to the park that morning rather than doingContinue reading “Little Yellow Mountain Bike”

Saturation: A Memoir (Part 2) Is Under Construction.

I must say, rereading my memoir is taking me on a long trip down memory lane. I’d forgotten some of these details! It sure is a good thing I wrote everything down when I did! I just decided today that once I’m ready to republish my book, I’m going to remove the first edition. IContinue reading “Saturation: A Memoir (Part 2) Is Under Construction.”

Life Happened

I published my memoir in March of 2011. That was nearly a decade ago and a lot has happened since then. For one, Life has happened. I’ve already started the outline for my second book, but I’m not quite sure how to begin. I know, I know – at the beginning. Right? But it’s notContinue reading “Life Happened”

Chapter 4 ~ CHANGES

The following is an excerpt from my memoir Saturation. I was rarely predictable. My moods fluctuated depending on several factors: they fluctuated depending on the amount of alcohol I’d already consumed, the amount of alcohol within my reach, and the amount of alcohol that I knew I needed to buy. These were all of utmostContinue reading “Chapter 4 ~ CHANGES”

What Is Better Than This?

(Besides morning sex)? I’ve got electricity, coffee, creamer, my laptop started right up, my kittens are happily tearing through my apartment, it’s quiet (except for them), and I’ve got a full box of waffles in the freezer. They’re (waffles, not kittens. We don’t munch on kitties, mkay?) particularly delicious smothered in creamy peanut butter andContinue reading “What Is Better Than This?”

I Can’t Tell …

Are the leaves turning due to the Autumn season or are they dying from the thick smoke and ash that covered our city from the Oregon wildfires (I live in Eugene)? I can’t tell. An umbrella of pristine blue sky hovers above and beyond the furthest leaves. It’s been nearly two weeks since I’ve seenContinue reading “I Can’t Tell …”

Preposterous!

(Preposterous! Isn’t that a great word?) Saturation continues here … It served Dick to overlook my relationship with alcohol, whatever he thought it might be, because he realized he couldn’t compete with it. Alcohol was the wrapping on the package that was ME. I made this very clear from the beginning of our relationship when,Continue reading “Preposterous!”

Chapter 3 ~ Sushi and Sake, con’t …

It was a warm and busy weekend night, and I was too buzzed to take offense to Dick’s late arrival. Alcohol numbed my judgment and my integrity like a Novocain shot to the gums before a dental procedure. I felt nothing but a warm floaty numbness that I equated to wonderful. As long as theContinue reading “Chapter 3 ~ Sushi and Sake, con’t …”

How Do You Support An Addict?

The ways are numerous, but first – I think the most important thing is to ask your heart to have a little sit down with your conscience. Those two things need to come together in agreement to support YOU before you can comfortably offer support to your addict. Once you establish what you can andContinue reading “How Do You Support An Addict?”