RAIN--YES AND NO--PLUS SNACKS

 BEATING THE RAINS??

TUESDAY EVENING AUGUST 17, 2010

Scooter Trip, Day 1 and I sit here in a beautiful South Florida village visiting my daughter. At the moment she is out taking one of her several dogs to school. He is taking a test tonight in front of all the other dogs at school. He is going to sit, when he hears the word "SIT", and stand, etc., at the command "STAND".

Bloody hell, I could do those actions even before school...but never on command--grin! 

So I am eating some really good hor'd'ourves as daughter is a GooooD cook! These munchies are spectacular! I will put out the recipe if she will allow it.

First hour of riding I was being followed
By Lightning, Black clouds and Thunder.
It gave me again to witness the awesome
Power of our Creator--and wonder...

Yeah! Okay. I gotcha. The non-story:
 
This was again one of those gigantic monster-storms we get almost daily in South Florida. And I can tell you that storms do NOT move only at 15-20 miles-per-hour. This one was moving, really coming AFTER me
on I-75. It was, like...tracking me down. Now and then I saw a few drops hit my visor, and one moment I tasted a wet mosquito--decided to stop yawning--grin! (Yes I swallowed the bug. OK?)

What made this exciting for me was the fact that I had not any of my saddle bags or luggage pieces fitted yet with rain-wear. Also me, not rainproof. Now I was going 84-88 m/p/h to beat this storm, and each time I looked back (dangerous, BTW!) there they were--sheets and sheets of driving rain, raining GAINING on me. Brightly colored flaky clouds up ahead. I went in that direction.

One hour later I looked back, and all the sky was blue, dotted with fluffy, friendly white puffs. I beat the storm--on a scooter! How about that?

OK, I was going to give y'all some recipes for some delicious handfulls of stuff everyone will enjoy. You may not enjoy them as much as I--for I just discovered that all these handfulls of sweetest treasures can be purchased in any food market. It is all stacked neatly in bags and boxes in aisle #23 DOGGIE TREATS AND PET FOOD!

...and if there is any doubt...well, YESSSS, I am still sober. Today.
I'm loving you today, Peeps!
Knowing that God allows you all His PEACE. Today!

--steveroni

Just no time to make comments, 

but I'm reading most blogs, and 

LOVING your responses. 

Thank you Soooo much!!!

Picture: Deviant Art 
Run_Away_and_Never_Look_Back_by_Lily_L_Bell

ME-ANDERINGS

YESTERDAY

Tuesday was grass-mowing day. it is a job I will give up one of these years. Of course, I've been saying that for ten years. Thing is the heat, but I still wish to be cremated, I'll never forget those cold winters.

While out there working under bushes and short trees, and trumpet blossoms (poisonous, by the way) I was bitten by an angry spider. I mean I SAW him dart up my arm and do the 'dinner' thing. Well, I got the final laugh, because he (or she) jumped right onto a wooden slatted fence, and died!

This happened all the time in my drinking days...people jumped onto wooden slatted fences--and died.

TODAY: WEDNESDAY

Ya know? I have never ever typed on my own computer while sitting in the rear seat of my car, traveling 77 miles per hour. Fortunately, PG is in the Driver's Seat. We just finished a lovely luncheon at a sparkling clean restaurant named McDonald's.

DAMMMIT! We're in a car without Internet access. Peeps. You do not know (maybe ya do, but don't give a RF?) how disturbing this is. The salesperson told me definitely we could go on-line in this machine. He did NOT say we'd have to be sitting in a Starbucks' parking lot--with or without coffee.

Reminder for next auto...required: Internet access AND coffee-maker. Don't care if it has an engine. OK? Its these little "extras" which count, ya know?

Macon GA.

My sponsor--who is ailing--is this moment, driving through heavy traffic in NY City. He is attending his brother's funeral. I just called him. Funny thing...35 years ago I hardly ever called my sponsor(s). Now, sober a Blong time, I call him even when he's driving in downtown New York City. Go figure.

We're going to eat--not at that 'sparkling clean' place (McDonald's) which smells of disinfect spray...but another nice place called Cracker Barrel. They do not have a "fine dining" place in Macon, GA. Besides, I did not bring shoes on this trip anyway. "NO BARE FEET sign hangs at the Ritz Carleton...oh well, that's my excuse.

AA meeting here SO smoky, reminds me of my very first meetings. That's when all they would tell a new person was, "Don't drink--and go to meetings". and that was all they said. At a time when I wanted the secret to staying dry, I just wanted the 'password' to get back into the room, preferably when nobody was there.

I have a prayer for tonight--Please God, bless my 'right' decisions AND my 'bad' ones, because together they make me who I am. They become my story. They are from where I grow "From This Moment"...with Your help, God...only so that I may show others who suffer, the way into sobriety, and maybe even into spirituality, and LOVE of all people and all creatures, and all things.

And I (and YOU, Peeps!) can press the RESET button at any time, any day--or night!

In service, and Love.
Peace,
Steve E