It's good for me to remember without regret so I can know where I'm going now without regret.
Yesterday, I went to my convenience store to buy smokes. There's a cute little Jamaican girl there with nice braids and beads in her hair. She's always happy, smiling, and joking. I haven't seen her there in a while.
I walked up with a root beer and peanut M&Ms (my new addiction since rehab. Sweet tooth from hell. W'sup WIDDAT? I thunk booze was gonna rot my teeth! ).
She said, "Something's wrong here. No wine?"
"No, I stopped drinking and it's your fault." (She had mentioned a long time ago that I sure buy a lot of that!" (Smiling, of course.) "So you talked me into it."
She mused, "No wonder we haven't had to restock that this year!"
DAMMIT! I checked in January 7th!
This morning I went to another store for smokes. Fewer school zones to get there in the morning.
"Two packs, please."
He said, "No wine today?" (geez... )
Oh,well, perfect question for me to practice saying:
"No, thanks, not today."
He pointed to a new display on the counter and asked me if I'd tried this stuff. I read the bottle. "Johnny Bootlegger". "Alcatraz Apple". (oh, yeah ... I really NEED summaDAT. "Alkietraz Apple".)
I said, "No. I haven't." (Aincha proud o'me? )
He did NOT say, "It's tastes pretty good!"
He said enticingly, "Twelve percent!"
Really ... they were two hilarious moments. HP and I laughed all the way home. Like Venus, TX, drunk is a nice place to be FROM. Didn't lose anything there I need to go back for.