Laughter And Medicine.

Laughter And Medicine.

As it turns out, my mom died 19 years ago, and not 20.
Honestly, I still don’t know how that’s true..
And not because it doesn’t feel like that, or whatever, but because the math still doesn’t make sense in my head.
But then again, math never does. STUPID MATH.
Whatever. It’s all the same, isn’t it?

More importantly…
I’ve noticed I’ve been laughing a lot more lately.
Full belly laughter.

I have to say, that in the early days of my sobriety, laughter was a tough sell.
I laughed, but it was between tears, and struggle, and panic, and fight.
Fight, I did.
(still fighting)(less fighty fighting, but fighting nonetheless)

It seems as though things are just starting to even out.
I’m getting a little bit of footing as a sober person.
A sober me.
Getting comfortable in my own skin.
There’s not this crushing need to accomplish all of the things I didn’t while I was drunk.
That idea was a tall order, and one that weighed heavily on my mind.

I know, I know.
This is all very serious..
But I could barely vocalize what was happening to me during the time, and now I’m just starting to put it all together.

6 months of sobriety under my belt(the longest i’ve been), and my first sober birthday since the age of 13.
It feels good.
I feel proud.

Things that have been making me laugh these days.

Someone just sent me this.

I can’t stop looking at this.

And the third..
2 Chainz.


This song fills me with more glee than a fistful of acorns.

First of all…
“She got a big booty, so I call her big booty?” Seriously? THAT SHIT IS GOLD.
There’s talk about being buried in jewelry stores, Gucci stores, and booty clubs(!).

This is absolutely my favorite song of 2012.
Chainz.. How DO you come up with this shit in the studio?

Don’t worry, reader.
This blog will soon be back on track to its food and wanderings.
Just had to take a moment to giggle, and pat myself on the back.

I can’t decide which to make and document next.
Snickerdoodles, or try my hand at cheesecake again?
What about molasses cookies?
I don’t know.. But it’s been too long since I’ve hosted a dinner party.
*puts on nerd glasses, and consults cooking mags*