Wednesday

July 30, 2014

 

Life on Life's Terms

Frozen smile
            I was sitting in the sports medicine center, less than 100 yards from the Monongahela River.  A group of middle-aged joggers whose outfits made them look like a rambling garage sale slogged by the window.  The temp was 13 degrees with a wind-chill of 0, cooled further because the wind was blowing across the river. 

A lady not wearing a ski mask was either smiling or her lips were frozen into a happy looking grimace.  She turned to share a joke with a slow moving man jogging behind her.  He stopped in mid-stride to laugh.  A minute went by before he stopped laughing and started jogging again.

 

Today I will stop what I'm doing to laugh at something.

Life on Life's Terms (c) 2014 by Ken Montrose

Freebie

This week's freebie is the Kindle version of Home Groupies, is available at  http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B001K8MG0S.


To read Kindle books on a PC or Mac, you can download a free app at: http://www.amazon.com/gp/feature.html?ie=UTF8&docId=1000426311

 

 

Upcoming

Burnout: Clinical, Ethical, & Supervisory Issues
September 12, 2014 at Greenbriar-New Kensington
9:30 a.m. to 12:45 p.m
$30 payable in advance, at the door, or by invoice after the training

This three hour training is accredited for:

• Addiction Counselors by the Pa. Certification Board
• CRCs  by the Commission on Rehabilitation Counselor Certification # 11938191652 and 11938191653 (one hour Ethics portion)
• Counselors by NAADAC #477 and NBCC #6352
• EAPs by the Employee Assistance Certification Commission
• Social Workers by the University of Pittsburgh School of Social Work.

Other Blogs

 AArdvarks, a daily messages blog about a group of young people in recovery can be found at: https://www.goodreads.com/author_blog_posts/6720162-sales-tax

 

Smart Bears, Angry Rats

The Rat Race  150 Years From Now

Sonya had enjoyed the march.  She always did.  It was going home afterwards that always depressed her.

In newer homes you couldn't see the wire mesh, except where it covered the doors and windows.  In older homes like Sonya's, the wire was more obvious.  Sonya's bed was enclosed in a wire mesh cage.  At night she brought the dog into the cage, made sure she had a chamber pot and a glass of water, and locked the cage.  Near the base of the cage sat a car battery and a set of jumper cables.  If the rats trying to get into the cage got too noisy, she could connect the battery and electrocute them.

"People living in rat cages," Sonya said to her dog, a terrier named Casey. "It used to be that drugs funded organized crime and terrorists.  That was bad enough.  Now, because of one man's drug use, we live in mesh and the rats stalk us."

 

Today I won't underestimate the destructive power of drugs.

Smart Bears, Angry Rats (c) 2014 by Ken Montrose