what's that big yellow thing in the sky?

That's how I felt when I awoke this AM and saw the sun...finally! It's been nothing but rain here lately.

I shouldn't be surprised because summer really doesn't start in New England until Fourth of July anyway.

Got outside and went for a walk, watched my daughter's softball game, and puttered in the garden for a bit. Went into the hot tub for a while too, but the pool was too cold with all the rain water.

Today I am grateful for:

Waking up on a sunny morning without a hangover

For the Sunday AM online chat that my recovery group holds

My beautiful garden getting ready to burst into bloom with peonies and lilies and meadow sage

Hot fudge sundae for dessert at the local ice cream parlor

The folks who post on my blog

Memories of my Cape Cod summers (provoked by dAAve's question about summer jobs)

90 day chip time

I can't decide whether time is flying or just the opposite. But it's 90 days since I had a drink. I felt a little less committed recently (I posted about it.) However, I am back on track. I think 90 days is my nemesis. It seems around 90 days that I've always relapsed before. Not this time, I say.

Gratitude list:

For 90 days of waking up without a hangover

For the red rhododendrons and purple alliums blooming in my yard

For the rabbit that has started visiting my yard occasionally (even if he's munching some of the plants--we've never had rabbits before)

For the ability to face career challenges without fear

For this delicious morning coffee I'm sipping, hangover free (hey, I'm doubly grateful to be hangover free!!)

For the people who comment on my blog