Sliding into home

I literally slid into an AA meeting tonight and JUST IN TIME.

It’s been awhile since I got to a meeting as a result of the weather, so I really needed a good meeting. I also had to get out of the house today.

I’ve enjoyed my sloth and enjoyed being slovenly.  Who doesn’t enjoy a good sloven every now and again?

Now I’ve been waaaaay too deep into my own head, taken naps and watched several really good films.  Big, by the way, held up the best, but who can criticize Groundhog Day, Airplane and Ferris Beuller’s Day Off?  I still guffaw at Airplane’s silly visual puns and sing along with Ferris at the end of that movie.  I don’t know, it’s just that there’s something so sweet and good about Penny Marshall’s direction and Tom Hanks’ performance. 

For some reason, my diet has taken the biggest hit here on the homefront.  I have eaten so unhealthy, so random, it’s incredible.  I’ve eaten everything on crackers and anything chocolate.  I’ve microwaved and … well, I’m not making cheese sandwiches with an iron like Johnny Depp in Benny and June, but close.  I’ve got to get some decent meals in me STAT!

Mostly, I’ve had hot drinks.  Pots of coffee and urns of hot tea and cup after cup of hot chocolate.  I’ve even got the little marshmellows to put in the hot chocolate.

Sinatra’s been telling  me about this great idea that he has.  He thinks I should crumble some more bread outside and when the birds come to eat it,  let him out.  He thinks this is a very very good idea and one which should be implemented immediately, what am I waiting for NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW.

The fact that I know as an absolutely certainty what the cat is saying to me is a testament to the fact that I’ve been in the house too much lately.