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?"
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.