I’d been drinking an average of two bottles of wine a day, every day, for a couple of years when I met Dick. We were both members on a popular dating site and he had reached out to me first with a “Hello”. Our conversations quickly ensued. He was never brash or pushy, which IContinue reading “I Married (a) Dick With Nice Legs”
I just took this photograph from my front porch. This home is maybe 30 yards across the lawn. That is smoke from wildfires…not fog. More smoke. It’s ugly out there!
Was marrying a man named Dick. Not because his name was Dick, because it wasn’t – he just was one. He was an epic Dick. Within the first three months of our marriage (not really, but legally) he’d had me arrested twice! Now, in my defense – I’d never spent a sober day around thisContinue reading “The Biggest Mistake I Ever Made”
The following is an excerpt from my book, Saturation. When I was 27, I learned that alcohol could be used for specific purposes – to calm down and to disengage from reality. I began to use it as a tool, but I took ownership of it slowly. Like many healthy young adults, I chipped awayContinue reading “The Approaching Storm”
Yowza. That has to be really hard to digest. Knowing that all the hard work it took over two years to get and stay sober is now in second place to a relapse. Ugh! I am constantly reminded by other folks who write about their relapses after substantial periods of sobriety that the addict voiceContinue reading “Two Years Sober and a Relapse”
Just look at it. I have everything I need. Electricity, a coffee pot, coffee, a cup, creamer, sugar, a spoon, some other stuff and a counter to set everything on! I’m so happy! 🙂
Saturation, A Memoir is available on Amazon here: https://www.amazon.com/Saturation-Memoir-Jennifer-Place/dp/1461018129 I still knew quite a few people around Tulsa. All of my old classmates were still in high school. This time, they were seniors. And while they were in class or sleeping under their parent’s roofs, I was working, going to college and living in myContinue reading “Chapter 2 – Con’t”
The following is an excerpt from Chapter 2 of my memoir, Saturation. I stayed with an older friend who had her own apartment until one day, another friend of mine decided to bail with me to California. We packed my little yellow Toyota Corolla and took off to sunny California. The oil pan was severelyContinue reading “Saturation, A Memoir”
The madness of addiction is like never getting off the ride.
Starla and Buster need rest. Being an indoor kitty is hard work.
What does it look like to you? If I still took acid, this would really freak me out.
It looks like dirty snow has been falling on the car all night. I received numerous “Prepare to evacuate” alerts on my phone yesterday due to two forest fires creeping towards Eugene. High winds have blown ash and smoke all over the city and the sky is a dirty orange color outside right now.
I just woke from the most awkward dream of my mother and my ex-husband. He and I were sorta but not really back together. And we had a toddler that was about 2 years old. A boy. It was Christmas time and, as usual, my dad’s side of the family had gathered together to celebrate.Continue reading “Dreams”
I don’t care what anyone says, roller coasters suck. They’re dangerous and terrifying and loud. Here’s the interesting bit. Folks not only have a mental roller coaster available to ride in their brains, they choose to get on it and ride for days, weeks, months and even years at a time, without getting off, whenContinue reading “Roller Coasters SUCK”