cry-baby . .

everytime i blog anything -i do a search for a picture on my mom's computer hehe. This is the kind of mood i am in as i wait for 7:15 pm to arrive. cassidy and i were at spring valley and she was throwing a fit cause the water was cold. Little did she know she has mermaid blood running through her veins like me. i am water. That is all i can say. It has always been my final destination. i always drag her along because she is my daughter hehe. It wasn't a half hour later she was throwing another fit because she didn't want to get out of the water. that's my girl. Can you see the fit still stuck in her lower  arms? her toes touched the water and she clenched her fists and was overcome with shudders and that annoying whine came out of her pretty little mouth.
 Anyway i have fifteen minutes before my ride shows up. i don't have an issue about where i am headed it is just part of the process of recovery. On saturday while me and mom were at the church for general conference we ran into one of her best friends of the quail run ward. she knows about me. well she does now. anyway she ended up telling me at one time her and her husband had a calling- that they ran the addiction counseling class. i said oh ? she informed me they both had been alcoholics before they found the church so the addiction class was one way they could help others. she should have stopped there. she said that any and all addictions were counseled including alcoholism, drugs, and PORNO. as soon as i heard the word porno i rolled my eyes and took two steps back and said the first thing that came out of my mind. . ."are you kidding i don't want to be in the same room sitting next to a guy who is talking about his porn addiction." i mean right? she quickly came to my rescue by asking me if it was okay if she pick me up and go to the meeting with me? dang what else could i say but yes ? i cannot question the holy spirit when people come into my life and ask if they can help me...help myself. so here i sit nervous waiting for barbera jo