10 Months Clean and Sober

After 10 years of drug use my son celebrated 10 months of sobriety.   It doesn’t sound like a long time but to a heroin addict I can imagine that it is. Every day is a challenge to remain clean and sober.

I am a member of a Facebook group called Mothers of Addicts.  My heart breaks when I read some of the posts from Moms who have lost their sons and daughters to drugs.  Most find it so hard to separate themselves from their drug addicted child.  It took me a long time to use tough love on my son.  I was in therapy for 1  1/2 years because I couldn’t let go.

This is my son today.  He has his own place, a beautiful, wonderful girlfriend, a job and a family who has accepted him back into the fold.

To see him smile and be happy, well, there aren’t words for how that makes me feel.  He and I both know how fragile sobriety is so we both take one day at a time. For today I have my son back.


Massachusetts Wants to Ban Bake Sales

Massachusetts has banned junk food on school grounds during school hours but now they want to ban junk food 24/7 which would include evenings and weekends.  No more junk food at banquets,  no more door-to-door candy sales and no junk food at football games.  No more bake sales which help pay for many of the after school activities for kids.  No junk food at holiday parties.  They even would prefer that no milk or white bread be on the tables at school.

In other words Massachusetts wants to hold the record for being the best “Nanny State”.

Now don’t get me wrong we don’t feed my granddaughter junk.  I realize that a lot of parents do.  I also know that if kids in school want snacks they will get snacks.  Now you will have a whole new black market thing going on in the hallways of 1st graders.  Little Johnny from next door will be selling Sour Patch Kids for $3.00 and homemade chocolate chip cookies for $2.50 apiece.

How do you draw the line at what constitutes junk food.  I make Lilah Oat cakes. They have no sugar, lots of oats, dried cranberries, sunflower seeds and some pastry flour.  She loves them but if she whips one out at lunch how is the food patrol going to know they are healthy? Will they test them on the spot or maybe send it to a lab? Maybe have to take a bite?  Soon the food patrol person will be the one having to shed some pounds.

The whole thing is disturbing to me because I truly feel that our government is taking too much control over our lives and we are letting them.

This man knew what he was talking about when he wrote “1984” published in 1948.

I realize that everyone is going to have a different opinion about this and I do respect all opinions.  Fortunately we still have that right and the government damn well better not take that away from us.

We just better be careful that we don’t let our government take too much control over our daily lives.  Last time I checked we are not all stupid but if we choose to be stupid we should have that choice. I’m afraid that some day a chubby person will be eating fried chicken in a restaurant and the food police will give him a ticket.

Damn, those oat cakes look good.  I keep going back to that photo of them.  I think I will make some tomorrow.

Who should decide what you can eat: you? Or the state?…

It is no coincidence that the push for more food regulation came at a time when Congress obsessed about the rising cost of medical care.

When government pays for your health care, it will inevitably be drawn into regulating your personal life. First, politicians promise to pay. Then, they propose to control you.

Where does it stop? If we must control diet to balance the government’s budget, will the health squad next ban skydiving and extramarital sex? How about another try at Prohibition?

But what about reasonable-sounding policies like forcing businesses to post calorie counts?

Often the Food Police strike an innocent pose, claiming that they just want to give people information. Information is good. But it’s not free. Mandated calorie signs in restaurants cost money. Those costs are passed on to consumers, and the endless parade of calorie counts and warning labels make us numb to more important warnings – like, “This Coffee Is Scalding Hot.”

It’s not as if dietary information isn’t already available. Health and diet websites abound. Talk shows routinely discuss the latest books on diet and nutrition. TV diet gurus are celebrities. That’s enough. We have information. We don’t need government force.

The above article was just written in April about “The Food Police”.
Read more: http://www.foxbusiness.com/on-air/stossel/blog/2012/04/25/food-police#ixzz1uRNnOFpI


If you read my last post you will already know that my 6 week old grandson, Silas, is a grunter.  I was hoping by now that he would have gotten over it but on the other hand I sort of like it.

I have had insomnia for at least 15 years.  I have a terrible time falling asleep and when I finally do sleep it’s for about 2 hours, then I wake up and then can’t fall asleep again.  My daughter gives me the baby around 10:00 PM and she goes to sleep.  I have the noisy little tot until 6 AM.  I give him a bottle about 1 AM.  I wake my daughter around 3:30 AM and she nurses him and goes back to bed.  I am up that whole time because he is so noisy, seriously noisy.  The sounds that come out of that baby’s mouth are, well,  downright strange.

At 6:00 AM I finally go to bed and sleep until around 1 or 2 PM.   Notice I said SLEEP.  Since I started doing this I go right to sleep and sleep like a baby, or at least the way a baby should sleep.  You know, quietly.  When I wake up I actually feel refreshed.  15 years of sleeping like crap and suddenly I am the world’s best sleeper as long as I go to bed at 6 AM.  What’s up with that?

I don’t really mind being up all night.  It goes by fast because I am either reading or doing computer stuff.  I do spend quite a lot of time holding the noisy one because he prefers my lap more than his crib.  I have learned to read and do my computer stuff with my left hand as I hold him in my right arm. I also know my daughter is getting a good night’s sleep which she needs because she works. That in itself makes it all worthwhile.

Big Sister, Lilah, loves her baby brother.  I wonder how long that will last.

                                                                 Look how well rested my beautiful daughter, Sarah, looks.

My daughter, Sarah and my son, Damon

It’s 4:00 AM.  Silas is in a deep sleep because he is quiet right now.  This can last up to an hour or so.  I am going to watch an episode of “Supernatural”.