It's very early in the morning, and I'm just reflecting on the Thanksgiving I had. I got home about an hour ago, but I'm gonna start at twenty-four hours ago.
Julio & I were out at Blake's last night, & we were pretty bored. We were at Jay's bar chatting with him, but the rest of the crowd weren't doing enough for us, so we decided to head to Heretic. I'd heard that the night before Thanksgiving was the club's busiest night of the year. And I traditionally go out the night before holidays because it's what the gay community has done for years in the Big Apple & Beantown. Julio was driving, & I was texting Jeremy. I had seen him the night before, & he mentioned that he was thinking Heretic, too.
We got to the club & ran into several guys from the gym, so we made our rounds & noticed that the club wasn't enforcing the dress code, which was a little disappointing. Normally on Wednesday nights, one must remove his shirt or be dressed in leather/fetishwear to get into the dance area. We were hanging out with Mark, Allen, Eddie, & Trey when Jeremy walked in. Julio & Trey had claimed to have never met my Ex, but when Jeremy joined us, they knew him. So, I was like, "How do you guys all know each other?" I had forgotten that Jeremy was a member of Gravity Fitness for a brief month before he joined a fitness activity that only included a "cowbell" for the low, low price of $80/mo. He never was the expert decision-maker; and he still follows fads. By the way, he's a great person.
We danced all night & worked up an appetite, so Julio & I went to Waffle House at 3 a.m., which we love to do because we're morning people. It was freezing inside, as usual, so I kept my coat on. As we decided on which type of grease we were in the mood for, we watched & listened to the boisterous table of drag queens who insisted upon entertaining the whole restaurant. They were funny, at first, but they were so over-the-top melodramatic & drunk that they quickly became annoying. A tension developed, & one of the servers started to become annoyed and said something to them. A drag queen called her a dyke, & the fun was over.
No less than seven cop cars showed up, & a cop ushered the drag queens out. We finished our food as I told Julio that after going through the fiasco of just one DUI in my life, I would never argue with a cop who could easily arrest me as the drag queens were doing. Julio dropped me off at home at 4:30 a.m., and I went to bed that Thanksgiving morning very thankful to be going to bed in my own bed with my kitties snuggled up with me.
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I wanted to sleep in & catch up on my rest, so I didn't get out of bed until well into the afternoon, and I didn't even feel bad about it! I made some coffee, heated up some leftovers, & fed Pumba & Simba tuna fish especially for Thanksgiving Day. Since it was late in the day, I had already received a bunch of well-wishing texts, which is a new Thanksgiving phenomenon. So, I plugged my cell phone into my laptop & responded. I also sent out a mass text to those I hadn't yet heard from. As I drank coffee & waited for all the messages to be sent, I spoke to my parents & Seamus in New York. It was so good to hear from them! I decided that I must go home for Christmas.
Since it was a holiday that I was not spending with my family, I wanted to spend time with others in recovery. I called Rand, & he was kind enough to offer to pick me up for the 8 p.m. Rooms to Grow meeting at the Galano Club. I've been without personal transportation since Monday when my car broke down. It needs a new starter which I think I'll be able to get tomorrow. Rand was Discussion Leader at the meeting, & because it was Thanksgiving, he appropriately chose Gratitude as the topic. Everyone shared wonderful things they were grateful for, & I pondered my own sobriety & the friends & family I'm grateful for. Next week, God-willing, I'll be picking up a chip for living without alcohol for two years. It's a really wonderful thing.
After the meeting, Brian, Rand, & I decided to see the movie, Milk, which was an amazing & important movie all gay people should see. It follows the historic political career of Harvey Milk in San Francisco in the '70s. Wow! What an inspiring story! The three of us went to Blake's after, and I told people that the movie has inspired me to run for office, specifically, mayor of Atlanta! My first night of campaigning went quite well. The several people I asked to vote for me said they absolutely will, so I'm off to a good start!
Tomorrow's gonna be a busy one, so I'm off to bed. What a fabulous Thanksgiving!
