"The Road", Supporters, & Boston Sports Teams

Today is Sunday January Tenth Two Thousand Ten. A day of rest, at least thats what I've been told for the most of my life. For me Sunday is another day to keep on living and to do the same things I did in the days previous to stay sober. Its nice to knock around and relax, I took care of the gym this morning. Cardio only today and I find that the thirty minutes I have worked my way up to are getting easier to do as time passes. I think I can def notice a difference between pre and post smoking and I think its time to increase the level up by one or two.

Just finished watching "The Road" on my computer. Its based on John Mcormack's book of the same name and the script pretty much followed the book with some differences to make it into a movie. I think Charlize Theron is super hot and even tho she had a supporting role she put in a fine performance. What was amazing is the kid they got to play the boy looks very similar to Theron, he could be her son in fact and since thats what he is in the movie it works very well. Its a pretty bummer movie and book, I can sum it up thusly: Dad & Mom live thru the end of the world, Mom pops out Jr, mom kills herself, Dad and son take off on the road, they find all sorts of weird and demonic shit, Dad dies, Son finds .... Didn't want to totally ruin the ending. All in all a good flick although I watched the screening version so parts of it were left out. Good thing I read the book, no ?

I am very lucky to have the friends and family that I have. Everyone who is close to me has been very supportive but a few in particular have been my very own cheerleaders. My mom and dad of course, they have always been supportive if not a little enabling during my active years but they didn't know it. They would take me at my word and thru my lies I made the picture very rosy as if life was just fine. It has been such a relief to be honest with them and not to make up stories all the time to cover up what I was really doing. I have said many times and in many meetings that one of the biggest rewards of my sobriety is my desire and ability to be honest. When I am using I will lie about every little thing, so much in fact that I have to write the lies down so I won't forget. Another supporter has been a guy who Ihave lunch with almost every day at work, Fred. Fred is someone I aspire to be when I get older. He is very active and still loves life and women. If I can have even half of the pep when I am his age I will be a happy man. The Edster, my sponsor of course has been great, always relating to my challenges and victories as if they were his own. He really adds a personal touch to my recovery because I know that he has been when I have and has felt what I am feeling. Our stories are much different but the feeling are very much the same.

I can't wait till March when I go to Texas to visit my brother Chris, my sister in law Holley, and the two little terrorists Clay and Spensely. Not only am I psyched to see family but I am interested in checking out the great state of Texas. I have all these preconceived notions about what Texas is all about and I am interested to see what the state is really like. Of course there is the BBQ but I am also interested in checking out the culture of Dallas and Austin. Some folks might laugh when I talk about the culture of Dallas, TX but I am sure there is some if you just open your eyes. Hell, there is culture in Florida if you are aware. I am also interested in spending some time with my nephews, hopefully I can nephew sit them so Chris and Holley can spend a nite out. I really enjoy interacting with those two boys and its interesting seeing my brother in them and even a little of me. I hope to be that cool uncle that they can trust and want to hang out with. I never really got to know my uncle all that well but I could sense that he loved me just as much as he loved my cousin Mark. My aunt and pop's sister has the emotional range of a gnat but she has come a long way since my uncle passed away. I think she even told me that she loved me once.

I hope the Patriots win today, its the first round of the playoffs and it one and done at this point. I am not too concerned if they don't win another super bowl, I realize thats heresy around these parts but thats how I feel. The first time they won was magical, I lived and died with each game. The second and third times were just icing on the cake in my opinion. Do I want them to win ? I course I do, its just not as important as it used to be. In the last decade the Sox won twice, the C's once and the Patriots three times. That was awesome, now its time for my beloved B's to get their acts together and at least make a good run to the playoffs. They just picked up a guy with the last name of Satan and I must get a tshirt with that name on it. What a name for a hockey player.