When Pigs Fly
|Pricilla Likes to Stay on the Ground|
Yesterday I impulsively bought a flying pig for my yard. Mr. UT really didn't think we NEEDED a flying pig, but I did.
Mr. UT thinks I am getting a little bit daffy in my older years, as I keep adding animals to my yard. I have Bunter, the squirrel, (thank you Barb), and Hedgie, and now Pricilla, the flying pig. Oh, and I forgot I have a dragonfly, too. (But he's really a bug not an animal).
These little guys bring me delight when I go out in the yard and see them. We also have many real squirrels, birds, rabbits, deer, fox, and chipmunks.
If I am ever bored, I just go outside and sit quietly and all of a sudden there is a zoo out back! (Oh, I guess Mr. UT is right after all about being daffy, although I prefer the word eccentric!)
|Ready to go to breakfast!|
Mr. UT and I had a delightful sober holiday!
Four long days of biking, golfing, seeing a bad movie, going to yoga, having friends over for dinner, and riding our bikes to breakfast.
(Well, Mr. UT doesn't go to yoga, so he mowed the lawn.)
This was my third 4th of July sober.
I did not miss drinking this year. I am seeing more people who don't drink, or don't drink much, as opposed to when I was drinking, I was only open to seeing people who drank a lot. I have changed what I do now, and instead of shopping and drinking on the 4th, I am shopping and not drinking!
It feels lighter, being sober.
Things have lightened up.
Even the gray days are not so heavy on me.
The heat is not as oppressive.
I don't worry quite as much.
Things don't have to be so perfect.
My hurts are not as deep or last as long.
I joined Twitter today, and have been laughing all day long.
I joined to meet up with the wonderful people I have met in the blogging world, who support each other at #recoveryposse.
This will be another support for my recovery, and will also bring me much needed laughter.
And laughing, like loving, is so healing.
With a Bike, a Bug, and a Pig,
On Day 1,036,