Author: Johnnyboy

Johnnyboy is a queer recovering alcoholic. For the moment he is also the primary caregiver for his mother, who suffers from age-related cognitive impairment. She is happy as a lark and is surrounded by a crew of sober women which gives him the freedom he needs to get out of town. When he is not at home in Somewheresville, he is searching out the proper path to travel for happiness and joy. He is a photographer who believes in the digital age, but feels that film is still where its at. He has a darkroom and works in it. He is single and is in remarkably great physical condition for all the damage he has submitted his body to. His cardiologist is very happy. Johnnyboy is over the age of 35.

Fall is here…

Johnnyboy



Yes, indeed. Fall is here and the colors are striking to say the least. Here is a picture (or two…I’ve upgraded Blogger and I hope to put more pics in the post) for your perusal and enjoyment. I grew all the produce except for the cabbage. The nice neighbor down the road gave that to me. The wall is behind the house and the poison ivy seemed particularly vibrant for such a nasty vine. The golden road is actually my driveway. Seeing it this way fills me with gratitude for where I live, both personally and physically. So many others do not have the chance to view this luxury of color.

I was able to finish one paper today before I became sidetracked with more frivolous activities. So tomorrow I can review the thing and email it to the teacher. I also hope to go over my notes for a paper on ritual, sacrifice, and creation myths before I have to scoot off to school tomorrow afternoon. At least something is getting accomplished around here! This net paper is only 5-6 pages, so I think I can bang it out before I fly off to the AA convention in Spain next Tuesday. I’ll post before Tuesday, but I’ll make sure to update during the convention. God, I love cybercafes!

Enjoy!

Johnnyboy

Great things tonight…

Johnnyboy

A few weeks ago an AA friend invited me to go grab some Chinese with him and a few others. Instead of sticking my neck out, taking a chance, and letting others know me better, I chose the well traveled path and went to the coffeeshop and had the same old experience: safe, unchanging, and ultimately boring. I told him the next time to make sure I went for Chinese, and to drag me there if I didn’t.

After almost 4 years of sobriety I’d think that I have this part of recovery licked, but I guess that is yet another mirage.

Tonight I heard what I needed to hear, and not from the honest newcomer who shared. After sharing in my typically superficial way (I identified…so grateful…etc…), these two folks said things like, “I don’t want people to get to know me” and “I just want to isolate and be alone, because it is still what I know best.” The quotes may not be exact, but the jist is there for all to read. Now that I identified with. The truth is I don’t want anyone in. I want to do this by myself, with no one’s help, because, dammit, I think I can do it, and we all know where my best ‘thinking’ led me…

For the past two days I’ve been avoiding real responsibilities. I haven’t worked on schoolwork like I have told people (liar!); I haven’t been constructive (slothful beast!); I have been flirting with someone else’s girlfriend (lustful perv!); I have eaten too much meat and dairy, late at night, I might add (glutton!); and I have been lecturing my new sponsee (arrogant bastard!). Luckily I made a 10th Step amends to the sponsee, I can be more vigilant with my eating habits, and tomorrow is another day to hit the books and get some work done. The woman I can cease to flirt with. I can make these moves in the right direction, and perhaps act as if I have almost 4 years of sobriety instead of tearing my rotator cuff as I pat myself on my back for a job well done.

I wouldn’t be sober without the people who love me until I can love myself. For that I am very grateful.

Johnnyboy