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  1. Brought to Justice

    February 17, 2013 by Britton_Riley

    Remember when I went to L.A.?

    Well, after I spent a little time with Marilyn, I got to see where Lindsay Lohan was “brought to justice”…..just like me!

    Here’s where I was “brought to justice”(aka had my Scram put on)…..in case you need a refresher

    Here is where Lindsay was brought to justice…..

    I think my southern place of justice is way prettier, don’t you?

    On the Hollywood tour, the narrator had an adorable English accent. Our tour took us to Beverly Hills.

    We passed the Beverly Hilton, where Whitney Houston was found dead in room 434. (They say they won’t be renting that room out to anyone for the foreseeable future…..eerie!)

    Eventually we passed the Beverly Hills Municipal Court and he announced we were passing the very location where Lindsay Lohan was “brought to justice”. I loved it! I could totally relate!

     The only difference was no one was there to take my picture as I hiked those stairs on my way to my moment of truth like they did for her. I guess I kept such a low profile, that the paparazzi didn’t find out it was my day in court. Whew, I really flew under the radar!

    I was able to find Lady Lohan’s mug shot on the internet, but I’ve never even seen my own. I googled myself, I’ve searched high and low, but again….flying under the radar. I’m thinking maybe it was because I was never actually arrested so maybe they didn’t publish my picture for all to see.

    I never had to ride in one of these…..

    But I’m almost positive Miss Lindsay had to ride in this on the night of her little mishap…..

    I snapped this one as I was walking by….just like the Paparazzi!!

    They took my mug when I went to be booked and processed that Monday morning. Remember, my accident – CRASH – happened on a Wednesday night/Thursday morning.

    I have to correct myself. I hate calling it an accident because of the circumstances.

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  2. How I Got Here

    January 26, 2013 by Britton_Riley

    We’ve celebrated my milestone of one year sober but do you really know how I got here?

    It wasn’t my intention for my last drink to be my LAST DRINK….EVER. It just sort of turned out that way, thanks to Scram. I know the Scram Bracelet is not without it’s occasional problems, just like any manmade creation, but I have nothing but praise for the device. (NO one is paying me to say this, so let’s just get that clear) The thought process behind this type of punishment is simply genius in my mind. WHY couldn’t I have come up with this?? Oooohhh yeah, because I was too busy being DRUNK! I miss alcohol very much (if you couldn’t tell by some of my recent posts) but because of Scram and forced sobriety, I was able to identify that alcohol and I are a match made in hell. It’s just not good for me and I was well on my way to ruin. It’s a miracle I never killed anyone on my many drives to the bar after pre-gaming or home from the bar after living it up, or back from the river after “relaxing” with friends, dogs, beer, and Parliament Lights (gotta LOVE that recessed filter, right? By the way, I think now if I were to take a drag off a cigarette, I’d probably puke my guts out!….except if it was accompanied by a few beers of course). The level of thoughtlessness and selfishness is something I never would have fully understood without that 6 months that I was forced to cut off all alcohol contact with alcohol. I mean sure, when I would wake up in the morning to the disaster known as hurricane drunk Britton, I would say to myself “damn, how did I manage to make it home in one piece??” and that would be a chilling feeling. But that chill would fade and the next time I would find myself in the midst of partying like a rockstar, I would not hesitate to get in the car and go where I needed to go. IGNORANT, I know.

    In the days leading up to this forced sobriety, I planned my last few drinking events very carefully. I had my exit strategy down. I knew I would be entering “the Scram zone” on January 24, 2012 (one year ago!!) so I wanted to give my system ample time to “detox” before the big day. My birthday is on the 14th and fell on a Saturday last year so I started my “detox”/ “Scram-prep” after the weekend was over. SO, that is how my official sober date came to be January 16, 2012.

    Category Getting Real With Addiction, Life Post Scram, Life Pre Scram, SCRAM, Scram Bracelet Diaries | Tags: ,,,,,,,,, | 3 Comments

  3. Unsinkable

    December 12, 2012 by Britton_Riley

    We just returned from our first ever cruise! It was interesting. Definitely a new experience. It was my mister’s birthday and that is how he wanted to celebrate.

    There is all kinds of new lingo you need to know on a big ship like that. Words like “embarkation” and “debarkation”, the directional terms were especially fun….did you know it is actually StarBOARD, not StarBIRD?? (um, was I alone in thinking they were saying bird?)  That would be the right side of the vessel…. And have you ever heard of a “muster station”?? I hadn’t heard of that before, but they kept telling us we had to report to our designated muster station to go over what to do in an emergency, Titanic-like situation. We had to do this before we could take off….um, debark?….sail away. Oh whatever.

    My mister had just ordered a bucket of beer out by the pool when it was time to report to our muster station to listen to the instructions. (Muster station, schmuster station….I just kept calling it the poop deck. I like that much better) Oh, and might I just add…..a bucket of beer includes FOUR miller lites all for $25.00. Ouch!

    We gathered up our towels, my mister scooped up his bucket of beer, and we reported to the poop deck. They showed us how to put on one of those orange life preservers, and herded us out to where we would hypothetically load up in the dingy in an emergency. As we were all gathered in very tight quarters, shoulder to shoulder with all these strangers, there stood my mister with his beach towel around his neck, sunglasses on his face, a bucket of beer under one arm, and me under his other one. He stood there so proudly and with the attention of the strangers around us, he announced “I’ve got my beer and my wife. I’m ready!” The crowd roared. He reminded me of Cousin Eddie from The Griswolds’ family! Some gave him high-fives, some wished they’d thought to get a bucket of beer for the safety session.

    The beautiful rainbow we saw as we were "shipping out" of Port Canaveral!

    Of course, adjusting to a vacation on the high seas inspired lots of questions for me…..ALL related to the Titanic. Now mind you, I haven’t seen Titanic since it was first in the movie theater in 1997. Well, being on that cruise ship made me practically obsessed with Titanic. Luckily my mister had more of a “clue” than I did and was able to answer some of my dumb questions. I had to confirm that the Titanic was based upon a true story. (Okay, I know what you’re thinking….duh, blondie!….Sorry. I thought so, but I had to be sure.) Then I wanted to know if those people were on a leisurely, vacation-type of cruise, just like us. I remembered they had vehicles on their ship though. I am pretty sure there were no vehicles on ours. The only reason I recalled the Titanic hauling vehicles is the hot, steamy moment between Kate and Leo in the car. Of course that’s the scene I would remember!

    The questions just kept coming. My poor mister had to answer them all. (As we speak, he is DVR-ing a Titanic documentary for me.) Why did they sink? Did everyone die? Why didn’t they know they were going to crash into an iceberg? This is all very confusing to me.

    That night after dinner, we went to the piano bar on the ship. I requested the song from Titanic. The pianist informed me they kindly ask that he not play that song…..for obvious reasons. Whoopsie! So, we requested Tom Petty’s Last Dance with Mary Jane instead. My mister gets all charged up by the line in the song that says “Indiana boys on an Indiana night”.  He is from Indiana and I suppose it takes him back to the good ol’ days of his adolescence/young adulthood.

    We met some nice people on the cruise. There were 2 ladies who had just undergone acupuncture for smoking cessation. They were literally within 48 hours of their very last cigarette. They were trying to quit something they loved. I could totally identify.

    I really struggled with myself about whether or not I would break down and drink. At the very beginning, I just couldn’t see how I couldn’t see this trip through without drinking.I thought about how much more fun I’d be able to have if only I could drink. Every day they had a drink special. All over the place, there were little men walking around with trays of fruity frozen drinks and shots! OH, just kill me now, I thought! I quickly discovered that these little men would gladly bring me a pretty drink with fun garnishes that did not contain alcohol!

    And they were just as enjoyable!! Maybe more!…..remember the fishing trip in St. Augustine???

    ….. My sweet son Tyler and I feeling green on the high seas….we were both wearing our Mister Yuk faces that day! (Oh, and I was wearing my Scram in that picture, even though you can’t see it.) Once I started to feel the sway on that cruise ship, I was thanking my lucky stars that I hadn’t caved to the fruity cocktails! I would have had my head in a nautical toilet. Now that’s a new experience I’d prefer not to have.

    The teens on the ship and I ordered Shirley Temples at the bars! I overcame my internal struggle and unlike the Titanic, I was unsinkable.

    I am still sober. I made it through an amazing vacation…..a cruise, my first cruise ever. With each life event that I experience sober, it gets a little bit easier. I don’t know that it will ever really be easy, but I am definitely very happy with myself!

    Category Getting Real With Addiction, Life Post Scram, SCRAM, Scram Bracelet Diaries | Tags: ,,,,,, | 3 Comments

  4. Pumpkin Carving Traditions

    October 20, 2012 by Britton_Riley

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    Right now we are headed to my sister in law’s house for her annual Pumpkin Carving Party and I am super excited! My mister is driving. While it is only a 2 hour drive, it can get long so he likes to make it interesting. He beeps the horn and announces to everyone in the car that “Sherman tooted!” Never a dull moment, y’all!

    Last year, we had just gotten home from our honeymoon so we weren’t really in halloween-mode. I made the most amazing pumpkin bars with cream cheese frosting for the Pumpkin Carving Party. We stopped at the grocery store on our way to her house to pick up a pumpkin, a ghost cookie cutter, and a mallet. Since neither of us are that good with a knife and we didn’t really feel like poking all of those tiny little holes into the pumpkin from a pre-fab pattern, we thought our plan to just use a cookie cutter was genius!

    …..and it was. Once I got that pumpkin gutted, we were done in no time flat! (Which left plenty of time for drinking…..a hobby we much preferred over pumpkin carving!)

    ….But that was last year. Post-car crash, pre-scram, pre-sobriety.

    This year, I am hoping for Shirley Temples and LOTS of pumpkin creativity! This year we have our son with us. I haven’t shared this with you yet, but he is SO talented. He has a sketch book that is really impressive! (I think he should follow that passion and incorporate it into a career, but what do I know…..you can’t tell these kids anything – whew, I sounded like a real live parent there, didn’t I!) He has already been googling ideas for his pumpkin! I can’t wait to see what he comes up with and I can’t wait to share it with you! I know it will be a masterpiece and he is SURE to “win” our unofficial “contest”. I think his “prize” will be a tank of gas in his new car.

    My mister and my dad will play golf when we get to Ocala, while Tyler, my mom, and I will find a pumpkin patch to go pick out our perfect, prize winning pumpkins. I haven’t decided if my perfect pumpkin needs to be tall so he can have a long face or if he needs to be perfectly round for a cute little plump face….

    My sister in law spreads plastic out all over the back porch and everyone finds a spot and we all start gutting. While pumpkin guts fly, my mother in law is there with a big garbage bag, catching the guts and cleaning up. (She LOVES to clean! And she’s good at it, too! The boys love to tease her if they find a piece of dust in her house…which is rare. Her house is SPOTLESS! She runs her vacuum EVERY SINGLE DAY! Whew, I know where my mister gets that from.) When she sets the bag down, another family member, Alice, rummages through to salvage all of the pumpkin seeds. Her family LOVES to roast the pumpkin seeds! I have to admit, roasted pumpkin seeds are pretty tasty!

    My Scrammy visited me in my dreams last night. I have that dream from time to time. It is like the dream normal people have where they are naked in public. In my dream, I have an exposed Scram in public which can be equally as traumatic!

    Category Life Post Scram, Life Pre Scram, Phantom Scram, SCRAM, Scram Bracelet Diaries, Scram Dreams | Tags: ,,,,,,, | 4 Comments

  5. Beach Bums

    July 30, 2012 by Britton_Riley

    Look ma, no Scram!

    Scram free at the beach!! Oh, it was wonderful!

    I played in the waves until I was sea sick. It was magical!

    Then I fell asleep in my beach chair for a little while.

    And I enjoyed drinking plain old  juice more than ever before!

    The boys had a great time too. We played frisbee until the boys were downright water logged!

    After the big game of frisbee, we went back to our chairs to do some tanning….

    Sir Higgins tanned his rump first. We kind of thought he looked like when the house falls on the witch in The Wizard of Oz….

    We did some digging and others did some bikini watching. I think it’s pretty obvious who was doing what….

    We took long walks on the beach in the evening and first thing in the morning. There were tons of other dogs there for Higgins and Fletcher to meet!

    This was our evening walk after my mister and I came back from our dinner.

    We were sad when the weekend was over and it was time to leave, but can’t wait to go back!

    We got home around 3 yesterday afternoon after spending half the day on the beach. The car is loaded with sand and now so is my washer and dryer. I don’t freak out about those types of things, that’s why the amazing Oreck people exist….VACUUMS! My mister has trouble with that concept when he first sees all of that luxurious sand everywhere, but we’re working on it :) A little sand won’t kill anybody….hey, just think of it as a souvenir!

    AND it’s fairly easy to clean up.

    When we got home, I quickly filled the washing machine up with towels and headed off to the grocery store. I made dinner, bathed dogs, finished laundry, took a shower, and finally landed comfortably in my Tempurpedic. (Let’s just say….”resorts” that are dog friendly aren’t always the cleanest places….and let’s just say I was afraid of the bed and didn’t get much sleep the night before….and let’s just say we may be finding another place to stay the next time we go to St. Augustine…..)

    Shew, yall….what a weekend! I’m pretty pooped for a Mondee morning!

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  6. Is It Just Me?

    July 28, 2012 by Britton_Riley

    Well, we are officially BEACH BOUND!! Sir Higgins and Fletcher are uber excited about this.

    They can’t wait to get their paws in the sand, take a dip in the ocean, and most of all to chase some sea birds!

    As we are traveling, I thought I would do a little research about our destination and the level of “dog friendliness”.  I was so excited by what I found here.  It turns out that St. Augustine is extremely dog friendly! YAHOO! Let the Scram-release party weekend begin!!

    So I had a little post-Scram victory/epiphany this morning when I was getting ready to get in the shower. When you drop your drawers, they come off SO much easier without my Scrammy!  Two-legged baths are great and all, but being able to quickly remove your clothes when you are running late or just plain want to disrobe in a hurry for various other reasons is COMPLETELY underrated and underappreciated!!

    I thought it was just me until I had a conversation with @DustinDHansen, a fellow Scrammer on Twitter. He brought it up and I was so excited to know that someone totally shared my dilemma! I told him I couldn’t wait to be able to sleep more comfortably and his beautiful reply….. “or take a pair of pants or socks off quickly”. Alas! Someone else can relate!!

    It’s the simple things in life, y’all!

    Well, I think it is time for a doggie potty pit stop…..

    Category Awkward SCRAM Moments, Life Post Scram, SCRAM | Tags: ,,,,, | 3 Comments

  7. The Empty Nesters

    July 27, 2012 by Britton_Riley

    Well, we are officially (temporary) Empty Nesters.

    It is sad. T (our son) has left to go back to Indiana to visit friends & family and to see a concert. I am going to miss him terribly, but he will be back on Wednesday.

    It is 10:30 pm and he is just getting to Atlanta. He’s got a long trip ahead of him!

    Guess who is going to the beach this weekend……

    Sir Higgins and his brother Fletcher!! Oh, and my mister and I too :)

    The last time Higgins went to the beach, he had to wear SHOES because of all of the sand spurs. He looked pretty cute in them.

    This was Outer Banks, NC. If you are looking for a dog-friendly vacation, I highly suggest the Outer Banks! It was wonderful! Higgins had the vacation of his dreams!

    He chowed down in style….

    AND he even attended Yappy Hour!

    He sipped doggie daquiris and munched on some arf d’oeuvres. It was awesome. He was totally vacationing like a Kardashian! He soaked in the party pool with the other pooches and played on some agility equipment.

    But THIS weekend, we are headed back to Saint Augustine!! I am SO excited! I cannot wait to jump in the waves! We are spending the night there on Saturday night. I found a hotel that accepts pets in their ground floor rooms and the beach is dog friendly, as long as they are on leashes. We are going to have such a blast! My mister even got me a new little traveling speaker system that you plug into your phone or Ipod…and it’s PINK! I have been using it every night while I soak in the bath.

    Speaking of the bath, I’ve gone through an entire bottle of bubble bath already! I know that is extreme, but not only can I NOW take a 2 legged bath, I can use BUBBLES!!! Lots and lots….AND LOTS of bubbles!! That is one of the things I am sure enjoying post-Scram.

    I am headed to Los Angeles in about 2 weeks. It is a business trip, but I am still excited. I can’t imagine if I’d had to go and still had my Scram on. I could have gone, I just would have had to whip out my letter from the Sheriff’s Department that explained the device around my leg that couldn’t be removed. That would have been a little bit awkward, especially since I am traveling with someone from our office.

    Another potentially awkward situation that I just barely dodged is pedicures….All of the ladies in our office received pedicures from the big big kahuna that we work for and they want to all go together to use our gift certificates! Fun, huh! Well, that could have been BAAAADDD!!! Could have been, but luckily I’m out of the woods!  Wahoooo! I miss you Scrammy, but I’m glad I can fully function as a normal person again :)

    It is still strange. I still “feel” my Scram, which is SO strange! I wonder when that will go away. I am still really really self conscious of my exposed leg at first when people see me. It is REALLY strange. I wonder when that will go away too….boy, life sure changes when you have something to “hide”.

    So here’s my latest installment of my drinking unpleasantries……I haven’t hear any of YOUR stories yet…what, to you, is one of the worst things about drinking?

    Beer farties!

    Beer farties are a really unpleasant side effect of drinking. If your sphincter is strong enough to keep them in, then your tummy just rumbles and rumbles.  If aren’t so fortunate to have tight muscles down there, then hopefully you are somewhere very loud or at least have very understanding friends. I once lost control. I was standing in a group of men and brrrt…. you guessed it, one accidentally slipped out. I thought I would die when one of them said “WOAAHHH! did you just fart??” Of course they couldn’t be quiet about that. They just about shouted it! I couldn’t help it….. it slipped out, even as hard as I tried to keep it in. I was at a friend’s vacation home in the mountains of North Carolina and I drank Red Stripe the entire way there. I had to quit drinking Red Stripe. I think it is the worst beer when it comes to beer farties.

      <——–THIS disheveled mess is Miss Stinky Pants, myself and it is shortly before I passed out in the corner after the public poot. (No one is too cute to poot. Everyone does it. It’s just that some can control it better than others and alcohol makes your sphincter weak, apparently.) Lovely, I know.  Miss Stinky Pants couldn’t wait until everyone was gathered together. She started drinking long before that and then passed out in the corner while everyone reunited and enjoyed visiting with one another…..Story of my drinking life! I always missed out on stuff because I would get SO carried away “pre-gaming”, that by the time I got to the actual event, I was typically a hot mess. Hence my appreciation of Scrammy for GETTING me sober and for stories like these, among other things, are going to KEEP me sober!

    Category Life Post Scram, Phantom Scram, Scram Bracelet Diaries | Tags: ,,,,,,,,, | No Comments

  8. Release Day Eve

    July 25, 2012 by Britton_Riley

    Sir Higgins has been busy playing with his new frisbee :) and I FINALLY caught him in the act for you to see!

    With less than 12 hours from my Scram – freedom, I  packed up my Scram modem. As we speak, it is on it’s way to my Gabriele.

     

     

     

    My dear friend Tracey asked me yesterday if I was okay. She said she sensed a lot of apprehension, fear, and worry in my recent posts. That was so sweet of her! I am alright, it is just bittersweet. This device has given me a new life. I have had a six month endearing relationship with this little dude. Scrammy has developed a personality and an identity all it’s own and now it is time to say goodbye. (Remember, we’re the family who feels the need to name their cars….everything must have an identity!)

    I have cleaned our bathrooms with rubber gloves for the final time.

    I have itched and scratched my last Scram itch and Scram scratch!

    Last night as I settled in to my bed, my Scram positioned just right so that I could get comfortable. My mother in law fears that I may have trouble sleeping without my Scram vibrating every 30 minutes. I have to admit, I have grown kind of fond of my routine little “massage”, but I am pretty sure I’ll be sleeping just fine when it is no longer there.

    I have received so many well wishes and messages of love and support. They all mean so much, but perhaps my favorite is the letter I received from my dad on the eve of my big day. I would like to share it with you…..

    Dearest Britton:

    In the morning, your ordeal with SCRAM, that you have handled beautifully, ends.  I just wanted to tell you how proud Mom and I are of your understanding and acceptance of the entire situation, all the ramifications; past and future, and the strength of commitment you have made to make others aware of the stupidity of alcohol use; most importantly, your resolve to not succumb to alcoholic drink temptation.
    When the urge surfaces with your leg free of SCRAMMY, just dig down and remember all you have learned and the many members of your “wolf pack” that support you.  Mom and I are your best and biggest supporters, as you know.  In those instances of temptation, think of your “alcohol-free” life as a lifestyle change that is healthier, less expensive, and non-inhibiting to good judgment and decisions.  I promise your life will be infinitely happier and fulfilling; read and follow the wording you chose for your necklace as many times a day as necessary for “magical” support.
    Whatever has happened in your life that you are less than pleased with, just know that it is not how many times you are knocked down that counts, but how many times you get back up to face life’s challenges.  No matter what, you have Mom’s and my unconditional love and support.  We will always be grateful that Heavenly Father blessed us with the you and the gift of parenting and supporting you.
    I could not be more proud of your work and the career opportunities you have and will create for yourself.  Alcohol will surely compromise a career, as you know.
    Call me and Mom in the morning when you are SCRAMMY free and enjoy your first bath tomorrow night – luxuriate in the warm water with both legs submerged.
    I love you,
    Dad
    …..I am a VERY lucky girl.
    I love you Dad!

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  9. Manic Mondays

    July 23, 2012 by Britton_Riley

    Ever wonder why Mondays are so dang difficult?

    It is just a day, like the other 4 work days, but for some reason Mondays are extra challenging. I tend to have lots of “blonde moments” on Mondays. I only had 2 days off, it’s not like I’ve been gone a week. It shouldn’t take THAT much to get back into the swing of things.

    I’ll try not to be a hot mess today.

    I told you about my online AA meetings, right? Well, the website that hosts them is called In The Rooms. I was so inspired by the “daily meditation” message that they had for today that I really wanted to share it with you. Pretty appropriate for a Monday, in my opinion. A great message to begin the week… Enjoy!

    Working With Love

    What I do today, I will do with love in my heart. The love that I bring to the various tasks and encounters of my day weave that energy into the very fabric of my world. This world is sewn invisibly together with waves and particles. The waves and particles emanating from me move in and out of a similar field of those surrounding another person. The energy I send is felt by another person on a deeper level than anything I might say. It doesn’t work to be polite with my words but then to feel hate – people get a double message. Double messages make people feel crazy and teach those close to me to doubt their own insides.

    I will work with love.

    And what is it to work with love? It is to weave the cloth with threads drawn from your heart, even as if your beloved were to wear that cloth. It is to build a house with affection, even as if your beloved were to dwell in that house…..It is to charge all things you fashion with a breath of your own spirit.

    - Khalil Gibran

    25 hours from now, my Scram Bracelet will be removed.

    I will be held accountable to make the right decisions for myself and my family, as it relates to my sobriety.

     Um,  no pressure or anything.

    My sobriety will be 100% dependent upon MY choices. The true test is upon me.

    I will not fall off the wagon. I will not fall off the wagon. I will not fall off the wagon. I will not fall off the wagon. I will not fall off the wagon. I will not fall off the wagon. I will not fall off the wagon. I will not fall off the wagon. I will NOT fall off the wagon. I will not fall off the wagon. I will not fall off the wagon. I will not fall off the wagon. I will not fall off the wagon. I will not fall off the wagon. I will not fall off the wagon. I will not fall off the wagon. I will not fall off the wagon. I will not fall off the wagon.

    Category Getting Real With Addiction, SCRAM, Scram Bracelet Diaries | Tags: ,,,,,,,,,,, | 3 Comments

  10. Bittersweet Endings, Happy New Beginnings

    July 22, 2012 by Britton_Riley

    Good Morning and Happy Sunday! Sir Higgins woke up bright eyed and bushy tailed this morning. His beard is messy, but I always say the messier the beard, the better the sleeep! Clearly he had a VERY restful night sleep!

    Sunday has always been my preparation day. I prepare myself and my family for the week ahead. This week is a BIG week! Probably the biggest week of the past 6 months! Today I am going deep into the archives of my closet and I will pull out all of my business skirts and professional dresses!!!!  Hello White House/Black Market wardrobe! Oh how I’ve missed you, my Antonio Melani suits!

    I am going to have my toes all fancied up and painted.

    My bathtub will now be transformed back into a bathtub, rather than a giant clothes hamper!

    (Guilty as charged. Don’t tell my mother in law!)

    Seriously though, I had to put it to some other use…every time I looked over at it, I was just taunted by it.

    My son has asked and asked again what day is the BIG day. He is as excited as I am! He told me he has Tuesday off of work….I can’t help but think that this is more than just a coincidence. (That just warms my heart!) AND he wants to go with me! I am thinking about having him video the removal for you all to see, but I will just see how the morning goes and what the situation is like…and if my new local Scram lady is a good sport. I have to say, this whole staffing change sure has thrown my retirement party for a loop. I had big plans, but now that I am going in to meet someone brand new, I just don’t know how she’ll react. She doesn’t know me. She doesn’t know about my documenting this whole experience.

    Listen, Lady…..I am not your run-of-the-mill criminal. This is not your typical ho-hum Scram bracelet removal. This will not just be “another day at the office”, I can assure you. 

    I just wish Matt, the guy who changed my battery and traded my noisy Scram out for my new quiet one, could have just stayed working there until it was time to have my release.

    Now if that’s not selfish of me, I don’t know what is. But come on….PRIORITIES, PEOPLE!!!

    My Scram skin is so nasty. Sometimes it itches and itches….and I scratch and scratch and SCRATCH AND SCRATCH….until I am bloody (ew). I can’t help it though. It feels amazing to scratch! Kind of like chicken pox. (Yes, I come from the generation of kids who actually got the chicken pox. We did not get a vaccination. It was a rite of passage.)

    Let the healing begin!!

    This week I will make my final 2 calls to Pecharelyse….After that, we won’t start our mornings off  together three days a week with our brief little exchange any more. It is kind of sad. What will become of her? Does she miss hearing from me the 2 days of the week that I don’t have to call her? I wonder if she thinks of me as endearingly as I think of her, or if I am just another one of the many criminals she has to talk to every day. Maybe our morning “conversations” don’t mean as much to her as they do to me. Who knows. Maybe I’ll never know. I get sentimental over the dumbest stuff sometimes. Farewells are especially tough for me. What will become of my dear Gabriele and her sidekick John, my superheroes extraordinaire? Will the future Scrammers treat them well? I sure hope so…..wait, they BETTER! Will Batwoman and Robin miss calling to take my money? Will they still think of me from the Bat Cave? Oh dear, as Scarlett O’Hara would say….

    “I can’t think about that right now. I’ll think about that tomorrow”.

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