It has rained all day here. Never hard or stormy, just a nice rain. NO power outages, no windstorms...just water. Very nice.
I had a lovely lunch with M and the food was great...I had a beef and pork filled homemade tortellini with peas and prosciutto and fresh quartered mushrooms in a light creamy garlic sauce. Magnifique! I even had enough leftover to bring home, and I shall devour it at lunch (or maybe breakfast) tomorrow.
M has almost talked me into coloring my hair again. I stopped about 4 years ago, because I am just too lazy to keep doing it all the time, frankly. It requires a commitment--ugh! lol But now "...my hair is grey...and I ache in the places where I used to play..." (From a Leonard Cohen song--any fans out there?? I ADORE LC)... Anyway, now my hair is almost all grey and I'm starting to look like my mother. That does not work for me...so it might be time to rethink the color issue.
This year I am the same age my mother was when she died of cirhossis of the liver. That's a sobering thought, in more ways than one. She never got out from under the whip of alcoholism...the only reason she died sober was that she had been hospitalized with a cerebral hemmorhage 2 weeks earlier.
I am grateful that my son (God willing) may never have to have his mother die in his arms from alcoholism at the tender age of 55....
Why I am the one in my family of alcoholics that got to get sober is beyond me. Half my siblings drink, half don't. The family dynamic is interesting to say the least. Whatever the reason...I'm grateful.
Blessed to be able to get through the day without a drink.
(Wasn't always the case)
Blessed to be able to look at my part in things.
Blessed to be a blogger....have a great night all....I'm sleepy and it's time to go.