Monday, September 24, 2007

Is it Friday Yet?




And it's not like I really am that obsessed with Fridays!!! But I'm kinda ready for the weekend already.

Hubby is going through such a rough time, and it's hard for me not to just rag him & chant ''neener neener'' and be a proper bitch. I mean who did he think he was kidding when he denied partaking of that special herbal refreshment? and now he's having a devil of a time getting his *number* down to acceptible limits, as he was not the casual user he kept maintaining (although *i* knew better), and was a real chronic. From what i've read, it could take as long as 6 weeks for his system to be free of it. The real upside is that he's finally seen what a hold it has had on him and that he really needed it out of his life. Yipee!!

But i gotta tell you, this whole leading through submission really stinks sometimes! How much easier it would be to just tell him, what he needs to do! It's frustrating and hard to help him find his own way, when i see the proper path so clearly *laughing*, as i'm sure he does with me!

The battle to control my binging continues. On the day to day, i'm winning, but it's hard with each stumble to get back up. Why can't i be hooked on something i can live without like alcohol or gambling? Why do i have to be addicted to the beast that i have to learn how to ride??

Such is life.

love, me

Sunday, September 23, 2007

Yanno ...


What really really pisses me off??


That people forget that they're going to get older and slower and forgetful? I can't imagine how we, as a society, have lived with the guilt of how we treat our elderly.


So, okay! After 65 it's all about the bathroom and after 80 clothing is optional *gag*, but is that really enough to herd folk off to holding pens waiting to die? I think not! I pray it will be better when I'm older. I hope that my example with my own father will guide my children when that time comes, but in reality who knows?


Love, me

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Is this something ...



... I can really do?

And if I can, is it something I should be doing?

Does anyone really want to know what's going on in my head?

love, me