how much porn can you fit into one day?

yesterday was saturday. i had a really great saturday. i went to the 11am women’s meeting that is JUST AROUND THE BEND from my house. i’m pretty excited about finding a meeting closer to my house b/c i usually drive in to charlotte, usually a 30 + minute drive one way. not that i don’t like that, i do charlotte is where i got sober and i’ve got some strong ties there.

i’ve been told about this meeting by a few people, never really sank in i guess. i went about two weeks ago on a thursday and loved it. i saw people i haven’t seen in a long time and some new ones from my area.

after the meeting saturday, i came home and watered the plants. i had a date with my friends jill and carla to go to a drum circle. cool beans eh? i’ve only witnessed drum circles and they always fascinate me. jill told me that this drum circle would require my participation.

i left home a little late, as i’m wont to do and the traffic was backed up pretty far off of our main road. this is not something that ever happens so i knew it was bad. as i inched closer, i could see two cars front ends facing each other, one of them completely upside down. there were a few fire trucks and the hoses were out so i’m certain there was a fire. i was also certain that some people had to have been badly injured. this made me sad. as i drove past, i could feel the energy in the area and it was one of distress and sadness.

i had a thought while driving through that maybe i DO need to go into the field of emergency, there is a pull there for me. not completely sure what it is, but i do know there is a pull.

as i was exiting the interstate, for jill and carla’s home, jill called and said she’d rather just hang with me and go get coffee and a trip to trader joes. i’ve never been to trader joes but i’ve heard lots and lots about the place and it sounds like a place i need to meet. as well, jill called to tell me that when i arrived, i should not ring the bell or knock as it would scare the cats. (she even has a note on the door for potential bell ringers, or would be door-knockers.) she is a hoot, which is why i love her so.

as soon as i arrived, i went straight to the massage chair they have for some much needed massaging by mechanical hands and fingers. it’s divine. jill made us lunch even though i’d proclaimed that i wanted to eat at trader joe’s and two shots of wheat grass pronto! (two shots of wheat grass is the equivalent to the vitamins and nutrients found in four pounds of vegetables.)

as with most of my friends i’ve had for years, conversations go from one topic to another with lightening speed. in fact, it’s like twitter except with real humans in person.

two different plans had been set up and then never happened. i would remain at their house for the next NINE hours. i was not held prisoner, at least not by jill and carla but by my own obsessive desire to fix things.

the thing that needed fixing was their wireless router. carla briefly mentioned it after i mentioned my beloved herb garden i’d built. they don’t read my blog, jill “claims” she isn’t sure “how to”. this is a woman who was a tennis pro, with lots of awards and prestigious honors. not only that, she has worked on and off as a social worker for years and years (she was brought into the world to help kids ya’ll).

(an interesting tidbit, her birthday is june 23rd, which happens to be the same day as my ex, mark. AND? they both worked at the same halfway house for kids. jill and i were roommates at the time mark began working with her. we were living in house with horses in the country at that time. as well, my sobriety anniversary is june 24th.)

if i come to your house and you tell me something is broken, most likely i’m going to try and fix it for you. due to the fact that i love to fix things. my previous attempts at fixing people hasn’t worked out too well, so i’ll stick with fixing things. it also lends itself to my deep interest in all things computers and gadgets.

during the course of the nine hours, we had dinner and snacks and lots of bottled water. and many, many threads of conversations. a sampling of those topics: health, relationships, porn, food, kids, computers, current events, porn, and more.

jill and i do not get together as often as we’d like, due to our “grown up” lives. we’ve put together many plans for coffee, or dinner over the past few months and they all fell through due to either side having a conflict.

all in all, it was a good day for me and it was topped off by a bizarro, yet highly enjoyable gathering over at the top secret detective agency of slackmistress and be the boy. (never a dull moment at their house, i promise you.)

with yet more conversations about porn and the fact that be the boy DOESN’T KNOW HOW TO SWIM. (i hope he doesn’t mind me telling the internet.) be the boy broke down the levels of porn into these groups: home porn, work porn and travel ROAD porn. i think the last was travel porn? there was a hat party, men with beards and a woman with a parrot on her shoulder. (i don’t think it was a real parrot, but enjoyable just the same.)

for the record, i had a hard time signing up at stickam with my typical piglet name so i was forced to create leah_me.

that is all.