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Hello all,
Get on over to lovelife's page and wish her a happy 1st birthday!
Thanks and e-hugs,
aNiMaL
Tags: Recovery Birthday Celebration
From a long time friend in Seattle...
"Sometimes when I reflect back on all the wine I drink
I feel shame. Then I look into the glass and think
About the workers in the vineyards and all of their hopes
And dreams. If I didn't drink this wine, they might be out
Of work and their dreams would be shattered.
Then I say to myself, "It is better that I drink this wine and let their
Dreams come true than be selfish and worry about my liver."
~ Jack Handy
WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may leave you wondering what the hell
Happened to your bra and panties.
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"I feel sorry for people who don't drink. When they
Wake up in the morning, that's as good as they're
Going to feel all day. "
~Frank Sinatra WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may create the illusion that you are tougher, smarter, faster and better looking than most people.
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"When I read about the evils of drinking, I gave up reading."
~ Henny Youngman WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may lead you to think people are laughing WITH you.
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"24 hours in a day, 24 beers in a case. Coincidence? I think not."
~ Stephen Wright WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause you to think you can sing.
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"When we drink, we get drunk. When we get drunk,
We fall asleep. When we fall asleep, we commit no sin.
When we commit no sin, we go to heaven. So, let's all
Get drunk and go to heaven!"
~ Brian O'Rourke WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause pregnancy.
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"Beer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy."
~ Benjamin Franklin WARNING: The consumption of alcohol is a major factor in dancing like a retard.
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"Without question, the greatest invention in the
History of mankind is beer. Oh, I grant you that the
Wheel was also a fine invention, but the wheel does
Not go nearly as well with pizza."
~ Dave Barry WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may cause you to tell your friends over and over again that you love them.
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To some, it's a six-pack; to me it's a Support Group. Salvation in a can!
~ Dave Howell WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think you can logically converse with members of the opposite sex without spitting.
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And saving the best for last, as explained by Cliff Clavin, of Cheers.
One afternoon at Cheers, Cliff Clavin was explaining the BuffaloTheory to his buddy Norm.
Here's how it went: Well ya see, Norm, its like this. A herd of Buffalo can only move as fast as the slowest buffalo.
And when the herd is hunted, it is the slowest and weakest ones at the back that are killed first This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the whole group keeps improving by the regular killing of the weakest members. In much the same way, the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain cells. Excessive intake of alcohol, as we know, kills brain cells. But naturally, it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first. In this way, regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells, making the brain a faster and more efficient machine. That's why you always feel smarter after a few beers." WARNING: The consumption of alcohol may make you think you are whispering when you are not
Hey all friends of GT aka Shelby:
She graduates from her Masters degree program today ... throw some congratulations her way - she's earned 'em!
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Acceptance - This is a copy of the post for this weeks "just like meetings" group. A few of us get together in live chat Sundays at 7pm pacific, 10pm eastern ... please feel free to join us! Hi folks,
We had a little discussion for our meeting Sunday evening, mostly being centered around acceptance. There are many types of acceptance needed to do a solid recovery deal.
"We learned that we had to fully concede to our innermost selves that we were alcoholics. This is the first step in recovery. The delusion that we are like other people, or presently may be, has to be smashed." -Big Book, pg.30
This is the first acceptance, but only the first ... several other types were discussed. To paraphrase a famous writer, recovery is a commitment to reality, no matter what the cost.
Unless i can somewhat accurately see and accept who and what i am, i have no hope of changing anything. That path is sometimes difficult ... it was very difficult for me. i not only suffered from addiction, i also suffered from some medical and mental conditions that required i take medications, some of which were not approved of by those in the meetings i attended.
Well, first off, why i talked to those wonderfully opinionated folks about my meds, i'll never know. It's like asking a doctor for an opinion on what's wrong with and how to fix my scooter ... most of 'em just didn't know what they were talking about, but then, that didn't stop them from talking ... ever ... at least until that Fellowship published the booklet In Times Of Illness. That publication shut up some few of the folks ... the ones who were willing to and knew how to read, anyway.
That share was meant for a sponsor's ears, not for the meetings, but as a newcomer, i didn't have a clue. My bad.
Then there's the acceptance that my friends -really just my customers and using buddies, but again, i was clueless- were not all that excited about having their "connection" trying to get clean. Oops.
Then there was the acceptance that the folks i met in meetings were just like me, mostly clueless and self-centered in the extreme. Ouch!
Then came the acceptance that my self-directed efforts at recovery weren't working so well. That one really hurt. i thought i could learn some of the jargon and how to do the "hip, slick and cool" thing at the meetings, quote a line or two from the literature, and that would be enough to stay clean. Oops again!
Then there was the discovery that some of the folks i was talking with on a regular basis were playing the same kind of self-deception games i was ... when that first friend committed suicide, i was off to the races for a while ... i stayed loaded for a long time over that one. When i made it back, i remember this one lady with 9 months [that was a long darn time to me back then] being all ticked off and telling me and the other newcomer [a really cute female] in the room to "go out and get done," and we indeed went back out ... and once again i made it back; but she didn't. Don't know whatever happened to the miserable cow that sent us out, but i've never seen her again, and i'm okay with that. Acceptance that some folks were not going to be happy i made it back after a relapse was a challenge, but it had to be done.
Then i picked up this book on PTSD in veterans. The introduction had a listing of a couple dozen symptoms. As i read it, i realized i'd experienced all but 3 on that list, and magically that d**ned book went flying accross the room to be ignored for the next month. i got the overdue notice from the library, and dug out the book. Just for the heck of it, i read the rest of the intro. Ironically, it said that i may have just been "triggered," and that if that were the case, to set the book aside and come back to it. That was a hard pill to swallow.
Why is that Muppet-named freak writing on and on about all these goofy things? To illustrate the idea that there are many, many challenges to our acceptance that we get to face if we're going to do this recovery thing.
Even the 3 "indispensable" principles of honesty, opened-mindedness and willingness often have to be learned inside the rooms ... i forgot them in my disease, and i'm throughly convinced i'm not alone it that!
Be as patient with yourselves as you can this week.
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Subject: A lighter look at sponsorship. A man in a hot air balloon realized he was lost, so he descended a bit and shouted to a man on the ground, "Excuse me, can you help me? I promised a friend I would meet him an hour ago, but I don't know where I am." The man on the ground replied, "You're in a hot air balloon hovering approximately 30 feet above the ground somewhere between 40 and 41 degrees north latitude and between 59 and 60 degrees west longitude." "You must be a sponsor," said the balloonist. "I am," replied the man. "How did you know?" "Well," answered the balloonist, "everything you told me is, I believe, technically correct, but I've no idea what to make of your information and, fact is, I'm still lost. Frankly, you've been no help at all. If anything, you've delayed my trip." The man below responded, "You must be a sponsee." "I am," replied the balloonist, "but how did you know?" "Well," said the man, "you don't know where you are or where you're going. You have risen to where you are due to a large quantity of hot air. You made a promise which you've no idea how to keep and you expect other people to solve your problems. The fact is you're in exactly the same place you were before we met, but now, somehow, it's my fault." --author unknown
Tags: Wonderful
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Bill W
Posted On 01/26/2008 01:34:00
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Yesterday was the anniversary of Bill W's death, January 24,1971. What a difference one life can make. Each of us are modern descendants and bearers of the torch of freedom from alcoholism, addiction and other things. We each are but a ripple in the pond of AA that he envisioned. Today in prayer and meditation i want to give thanks for Bill's life and legacy and for the precious gift of my own sobriety. What can i do today for someone else that would honor Bill's memory?
http://www.aabibliography.com/aaphotonewhtml/obituary_of_bill_wilson_co.html
Tags: Happy
While walking down the street one day a US senator is
tragically hit by a truck and dies.
His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at
the entrance.
"Welcome to heaven," says St. Peter. "Before you
settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom
see a high official around these parts, you see, so
we're not sure what to do with you."
"No problem, just let me in," says the man.
"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher up.
What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven.
Then you can choose where to spend eternity."
"Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in
heaven," says the senator.
"I'm sorry, but we have our rules."
And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator
and he goes down, down, down to hell. The doors open and he finds
himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance
is a clubhouse and sta nding in front of it are all his friends and
other politicians who had worked with him.
Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run
to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times
they had while getting rich at the expense of the people.
They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on
lobster, caviar and champagne.
Also present is the devil, who really is a very
friendly guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are
having such a good time that before he realizes it, it is time to go.
Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while
the elevator rises...
The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on
heaven wher e St. Peter is waiting for him.
"Now it's time to visit heaven."
So, 24 hours pass with the senator joining a group of
contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing
the harp and singing. They have a good time and,
before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and
St. Peter returns.
"Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another
in heaven. Now choose your eternity."
The senator reflects for a minute, then he answers:
"Well, I would never have said it before, I mean
heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be
better off in hell."
So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes
down, down, down to hell.
Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the
middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage.
He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up
the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above.
The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around
his shoulder. "I don't understand," stammers the senator. "Yesterday
I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate
lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great
time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look
miserable.
What happened?"
The devil looks at him, smiles and says, "Yesterday we
were campaigning... Today you voted."
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enough
Posted On 01/15/2008 01:11:06
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Recently I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure. Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said, 'I love you and I wish you enough'. The daughter replied, 'Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom'. They kissed and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see she wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she welcomed me in by asking, 'Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?' Yes, I have,' I replied. 'Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever good-bye?' 'I am old and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral,' she said. 'When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough'. May I ask what that means?' She began to smile. 'That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone'. She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail and she smiled even more. 'When we said, 'I wish you enough', we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them'. Then turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory. I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear. I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and
everlasting. I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger. I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.?
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
She then began to cry and walked away. They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them but then an entire life to forget them. Only if you wish send this to the people you will never forget and remember to send it back to the person who sent it to you. If you don't send it to anyone it may mean that you are in such a hurry that you have forgotten your friends. TAKE TIME TO LIVE....
To all my friends and loved ones, I WISH YOU ENOUGH Have a Happy New Year and "Enough"
One day, the father of a very wealthy family took his son on a trip to the country with the express purpose of showing him how poor people live.
They spent a couple of days and nights on the farm of what would be considered a very poor family.
On their return from their trip, the father asked his son, "How was the trip?"
"It was great, Dad."
"Did you see how poor people live?" the father asked.
"Oh yeah," said the son.
"So, tell me, what did you learn from the trip ?" asked the father.
The son answered:
"I saw that we have one dog and they had four.
We have a pool that reaches to the middle of our garden and they have a creek that has no end.
We have imported lanterns in our garden and they have the stars at night.
Our patio reaches to the front yard and they have the whole horizon.
We have a small piece of land to live on and they have fields that go beyond our sight.
We have servants who serve us, but they serve others.
We buy our food, but they grow theirs.
We have walls around our property to protect us, they have friends to protect them."
The boy's father was speechless.
Then his son added, "Thanks Dad for showing me how poor we are."
> Isn't perspective a wonderful thing? Makes you wonder what would
happen if we all gave thanks for everything we have, instead of worrying about what we don't have.
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Appreciate every single thing you have, especially your friends!
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Pass this on to friends and acquaintances and help them refresh
their perspective and appreciation.
"Life is too short and friends are too few."
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