Exploding on the Scene?

 Well, so. This morning did not quite start off the way I imagined, what with GI tract challenges (and another shower!), the hounds howling while I was bathing and Michael, naked, screaming down the stairs at them. Goodness, what a racket so early in the a.m.! I’m thinking of all those turn of the century Rockefeller oil rigs in Long Beach, California—a familiar picture of which I finally saw yesterday when I opened that old, most familiar book of mom’s from my childhood called, “America’s Yesterdays.” That book was pivotal in my childhood, I would spend hours looking at all those Library of Congress photographs and reading the text accompanying them. I’m fairly certain I memorized the text, my photographic memory was taking root and I delighted in what I saw (though a few photos were somewhat powerful and should be appreciated with caution). 

I am happy to report I had an excellent night’s sleep, and I did not have any troubling dreams (at least that I can remember). It’s gray outside today but I don’t find that bothersome. I’m wondering if I should try and jazz this blog up by adding photos or some kind of far out graphics, but no, I’m not so sure I want to mar the perfection of just text on the white page. There is something about black and white complimented by only primary colors that intrigues me so. I am definitely put off by that pink and purple Apple unicorn emoji—who cooked that creature up? Yikes.

So I had my meeting with AA sponsor Shawn yesterday and he directed me towards a prayer App (yes, those do exist) called, “Pray As You Go.” I am hesitantly going to give it a try—I figure, why not, perhaps this can help ease my troubled mind and seeing as I cannot seem to find a church here yet not meddling in politics, I will utilize my trusty red iPhone to guide me towards Enlightenment. Shawn and I also had a very telling conversation about insurance, with him switching from All State (which was charging too much money) and us sealing a good deal with good ‘ole Pro-gressive. And then we discussed dishonesty, something all of us struggle with and I argued will never overcome. “Practice not perfection,” he reminded me. Hooray.

I’m not sure what I will do today, but seeing as I’m freshly bathed, I’m definitely presentable to the world. I’m thinking maybe a jaunt out to mom’s or maybe to Walgreen’s to get some of these photos on my iPhone printed off so I can begin preparing some new collages? Or do I go to Blue Key print shop to get the Boomer/Nash photo copied? Maybe do all of these tasks? Of course walk the hounds. There’s some rain in the forecast but it’s stopping soon. I do so want to laugh today…I mean when your day starts off with bowel problems, can you understand how one might hope for a sunnier day? Yes, indeed.

Ok that’s it for now, gotta have my coffee and call mom. I wonder if she remembers “America’s Yesterdays.” Something tells me she does!