a short blurt.

Yo yo yo! Sup bloggie?

2 weeks from today. Wowza. Feels like just yesterday we were strolling along in the park on a Sunday afternoon in Dublin...But alas, time has flown from January 27th 2008 to just weeks away from our big day. I'm freaking out man! Luckily we decided to honeymoon to calm the fuck down. I am ready for it all to be over and to be Mrs. Elongated-Hyphenated Last Name.

In AA they say your first few months you're on a "pink cloud." And I was, undoubtedly. I was blissfully happy and enjoying sobriety. Don't get me wrong, I'm still enjoying my sobriety but MAN am I irritable! One of the old-timers told me to get a "pink parachute"...Although I must admit how grateful I was on Friday night at 11 waiting for the meeting outside, when a taxi drove by with a few drunkies in the back...they waved their hands and stuck their heads out the window and yelled "You're sober!" And I said back, "Hell yeah I am!" Word.

Other than that, I've been trying to deal with the hot mess that is my mom. Mental illness is no fun, especially untreated, and especially when she's not acknowledging the upcoming wedding. I don't have to drink over that today. Today I can soberly learn to accept the things I cannot change. Or at least try to. Last night I found myself grieving over my mother. No, she's not dead, but she sure isn't the Mom she used to be. We used to be buddies. She used to read me stories, not make them up and believe 'em to be true. It seems I'm the only one in the fam who cares enough to try to get her help. But I am slowly beginning to become enraged with them. I am the youngest and have a lot on my plate at the moment. Staying sober, a wedding, court...why should I have to drive my mother to the ER under false pretenses? My fragile state of mind can not handle that at the moment. But I'm sure if I don't step up to the plate, no one else will. The glue stands alone.

Alright. My laundry is ready. 'Tis all for now.

one day at a time.

Hey there Eggie, I've been thinking about you!

I'm very grateful to have 72 days sober today. That said, let me give some updates. The wedding is T-minus 15 days away, or something like that. And we FINALLY decided on a honeymoon destination! Seattle, here we come! We were going to wait but figured there's no way we can miss out on this one time only honeymoon opportunity.

Despite the usual trials and tribulations, I am keeping my head about water today...and with a smile. None of the world's bullshit is worth me drinking over. I've got a great man whose stuck beside me through it all and I KNOW he LOVES me, just as I LOVE him. Best friends, companions, soon to be husband and wife. His family has doubts and I can't change their minds, but I can prove them wrong.

Wish I had a little more time to chat, but alas, I have to go meet a good friend who just got back from Alaska.

Peace!