Still On The Run
This isn't really about my recovery -- and it may qualify as self-pity, grandiosity, denial, delusion, resentment, or any number of my other character defects -- but it was a long drive home Sunday night and I just got to thinking...
I love my son so much, we had such a wonderful time together Sunday. At age 2½, he's very sensitive and expressive emotionally, he doesn't filter it. When my wife and I started getting into an argument, he started to cry. When she was in another room, he was happy playing with me. At one point my wife hugged me -- and our son was delighted, he came up and grabbed both our hands and said, "come on!" He wanted to go for a walk with both mommy and daddy, together. He is always happiest when he is with both of us, one hand in mommy's hand and one hand in daddy's hand.
I don't think he has a well-developed sense of past and future -- so when mommy and daddy are together with him, life is good. When mommy and daddy fight, or he’s separated from one or the other, life is bad. He is very clear about his "family values." He doesn't understand, or much care, why mommy and daddy aren't together and getting along. He simply wants us to be together and get along.

Still On The Run
This isn't really about my recovery -- and it may qualify as self-pity, grandiosity, denial, delusion, resentment, or any number of my other character defects -- but it was a long drive home Sunday night and I just got to thinking...
I love my son so much, we had such a wonderful time together Sunday. At age 2½, he's very sensitive and expressive emotionally, he doesn't filter it. When my wife and I started getting into an argument, he started to cry. When she was in another room, he was happy playing with me. At one point my wife hugged me -- and our son was delighted, he came up and grabbed both our hands and said, "come on!" He wanted to go for a walk with both mommy and daddy, together. He is always happiest when he is with both of us, one hand in mommy's hand and one hand in daddy's hand.
I don't think he has a well-developed sense of past and future -- so when mommy and daddy are together with him, life is good. When mommy and daddy fight, or he’s separated from one or the other, life is bad. He is very clear about his "family values." He doesn't understand, or much care, why mommy and daddy aren't together and getting along. He simply wants us to be together and get along.

Happy Thanksgiving!
One of my all-time favorite words is "feast." I hope you guys get to feast yourselves senseless. I shall now, once again, launch into that silly but not overly-trite custom of listing the things I'm grateful for:
Everything that was on my list last year.
That The BF got a job at Cartoon Network.
For, um. Warcrack. Oh, hush.
For my re-discovered, mad cooking skills! Yay, I can make more than mac and cheese!
And last but not least (dog-lover haters, scroll away), I'm grateful for Cleo, and grateful for every snort, snore, sigh, every quirk, every expression, and for each of those huge triangular ears she's got ... heh.
Okay, I'm done. Go cook/watch football/play football/surf the 'Net some more

A COTTAGE
"Small foot with ground in the suburbs where the Marseillais will spend Sunday and the feastdays" (A. Brun, 1931)

The Marseillais always are very attached to their cottages which, generally, are located in places of dream, at the edge of water. Nested in the heart of the city, they cling to the rocks as in the handle of Maldormé, Endoume or Malmousque, border of the wearing of postcard as to the Small valley of Auffes or overhang the beach as with the Old Vault and today tear off today with taken of Gold! Hardly a little further, strewn here with the top with the Port with Goudes, in the creek of Sormiou or, western side in Estaque. They very often have neither running water, nor electricity but for nothing in the world their inhabitants, these "truths cabanonniers", would not exchange their corner of paradise against a maisonnette with any modern comfort.

(Is necessary to see as one has fun when one is with the cottage!)