I want to write a book. About relationships. I have, literally, boxes of 20 or more journals I have kept since I was 7. They vary in topic, but the one constant theme is my relationships with men. I've had a lot. And I'm not intending that in a trampy, I get around kinda way...although in all honesty that does come with the territory a bit. I just feel that something should come of this ridiculous 30 year quest to find the right man. Even if I never actually do find the right man.
P.S. Things are still going great with Jason. Scary great. Scary.
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Book
Saturday, November 5, 2011
Blog-o-rama
I think I will try and write a post everyday for the next week. I wonder if I have enough to say. So I am dating someone new. Well, not really so new. The widower that I talked about way back in July. I tracked him down and had dates 2,3,4 and 5 with him. It's been good. Like, really good. Like, so good that I am waiting for the thing that will screw it all up. That thing is frequently me in dating situations. I get weird, I get freaked, I just stop liking someone, or I start to like them too much. I will keep you posted.
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
I have something to say
Go figure, right. This one is opinionated and is probably going to piss a few people off but I am going to do it anyway. Its been writing itself in my head for awhile, but today, in my PMS mood, post painful cortisone shot, I am going to unleash it. Hope my few readers don't dump me all at once.
Moms that are constantly talking about how hard it is to be a mom....YES. It is. I am a teacher and so I know how difficult young children can be, how exhausted they make you, the constant demands for attention....I do get it. But here's the thing: I had one dream my whole life. It was not to be a lawyer, or a doctor or a movie star. I wanted to be a mom. Because of fate, or whatever you want to call it, I am not a mom. I tried for 5 years with my ex-husband, and it was not going to happen. Now I am 36. I know some very brave women who are doing it on their own, but with my 10-12 hour days and low teacher salary, honestly, it does not seem like the responsible choice to do that. I may at some point change my mind. I feel like you who are constantly talking about how hard it is are taking for granted something that never was an option for some of us, although we wanted it terribly. I kinda want to tell you where to go.
That's all. Thanks for listening.
Moms that are constantly talking about how hard it is to be a mom....YES. It is. I am a teacher and so I know how difficult young children can be, how exhausted they make you, the constant demands for attention....I do get it. But here's the thing: I had one dream my whole life. It was not to be a lawyer, or a doctor or a movie star. I wanted to be a mom. Because of fate, or whatever you want to call it, I am not a mom. I tried for 5 years with my ex-husband, and it was not going to happen. Now I am 36. I know some very brave women who are doing it on their own, but with my 10-12 hour days and low teacher salary, honestly, it does not seem like the responsible choice to do that. I may at some point change my mind. I feel like you who are constantly talking about how hard it is are taking for granted something that never was an option for some of us, although we wanted it terribly. I kinda want to tell you where to go.
That's all. Thanks for listening.
Sunday, October 23, 2011
Almond milk made so easy I will blog it from my phone!
So I finally made almond milk. I don't actually like almond milk, or so I thought...it always tasted perfumey (is that a word) to me. Homemade almond milk tastes like heavenly creamy vanilla chai without the tea. Give it a shot. For real!
Almond Milk:
Soak 1 cup almonds overnight. Buy raw organic ones. It's so worth it. Blend in blender: almonds, 4 cups water, half a vanilla bean and 3 medjool dates. Pour through cheesecloth into your container. Voile! Delish!
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Forgiveness. Blah blah blah blah blah
So lately I have been doing a lot of meditating on things. It's an amazing thing to do, as it makes you think more clearly throughout your entire day, really. Plus it seems to make me find random answers when not even thinking about the question. I swear, it works. Trust me. It also seems to make my heart and mind open in a way that nothing else does. By this I mean that I am constantly seeing things through a different filter. I never have thought of myself as a narrow-minded person, but when I meditate often I seem to be even less so. So last night I had a great evening, spent a few hours with a good friend, then came home to my book and my tea and my dogs and slept like a champ (which is rare for me). Early this morning I had this dream:
I was meeting my ex-husband in order to drop off our (non-existant) child for his half of the week. I was happy to see him and completely comfortable giving him the baby. I also gave him a huge hug and told him to have a great week, and felt at ease with the whole interaction.
I woke up right away. The sun was just starting to come up and it was cold in my bedroom. What was that about? We do not even have a child. And I would never give him a hug these days.....then it hit me.
It was about the role of forgiveness in moving on. It's been 3 years...or is it 4? I don't even think of him anymore, really. But what is it that is making it so difficult to make something work with someone else? I have not yet really forgiven him.
He was a crappy husband, for a lot of reasons and I will not disrespect him by going into detail about that now. But, honestly, I think he did try. He and I were a volatile and damaged couple and we destroyed each other by trying to make the relationship last when it really should not have. But he did love me, that I am sure of, and he did the best with what he had to make it work. He worked hard at his job, worked hard on our house, tried to accept me for who I was, and had a very open mind, always willing to try something new. So here I go, forgiving him. It was not his fault that I allowed myself to wallow in a bad marriage for so long. I think I will let go of feeling like I wasted all that time...
Forgiveness is a process. I think it comes and goes. But I think I will dwell here for a bit. It feels good. Then I will go meditate on it for awhile.
I was meeting my ex-husband in order to drop off our (non-existant) child for his half of the week. I was happy to see him and completely comfortable giving him the baby. I also gave him a huge hug and told him to have a great week, and felt at ease with the whole interaction.
I woke up right away. The sun was just starting to come up and it was cold in my bedroom. What was that about? We do not even have a child. And I would never give him a hug these days.....then it hit me.
It was about the role of forgiveness in moving on. It's been 3 years...or is it 4? I don't even think of him anymore, really. But what is it that is making it so difficult to make something work with someone else? I have not yet really forgiven him.
He was a crappy husband, for a lot of reasons and I will not disrespect him by going into detail about that now. But, honestly, I think he did try. He and I were a volatile and damaged couple and we destroyed each other by trying to make the relationship last when it really should not have. But he did love me, that I am sure of, and he did the best with what he had to make it work. He worked hard at his job, worked hard on our house, tried to accept me for who I was, and had a very open mind, always willing to try something new. So here I go, forgiving him. It was not his fault that I allowed myself to wallow in a bad marriage for so long. I think I will let go of feeling like I wasted all that time...
Forgiveness is a process. I think it comes and goes. But I think I will dwell here for a bit. It feels good. Then I will go meditate on it for awhile.
Friday, October 14, 2011
Over:(
Damn, I think it's over. My relationship that I tried. I know, it happened quickly, all of it. But when you know it's just not right, I guess you have to sever ties. This guy, honestly, he's pretty wonderful. He is a good dad, has an honorable job, is a good friend, but....it is just not right for me. I thought for awhile that it was just that his life was too busy...but I have learned even more about what I need in a relationship, even when I thought there was really no more to learn. You can have a super crazy busy life and still be attentive, I believe. At least, I really hope you can. We gave it a go, but I think our relationship styles are different. Truthfully, I do sort of love him. But can I really be IN LOVE with someone who is not putting out the effort that I want? Should I be? The answer is no. Damn, I think it's over.
Friday, September 30, 2011
A few of my favorite things
1. I have a chihuaha. And a 16 year golden retriever (And yes, I would put Jack (the chihuaha) in a purse and carry him around if he was that kind of dog.) But, like most people end up realizing about their kids, he's not THAT kind of dog. He's wildly independent and does his own thing. Which, really, makes him even better.
2. Biomega shampoo. Yeah, I do spend way too much on shampoo to make my hair smell like flowers. Fortunately, my hairdresser is also my friend, and I get it at cost.
3. Shea Moisture Organic African Black Soap. Makes my shower heaven. HEAVEN. No joke.
4. Alba Botanica Cocoa Butter hand and body lotion. Hi Summer.
5. Watts Beauty Argan Gold pure Argan oil. Bye bye wrinkles. I think.
6. Toms of Maine Long Lasting aluminum-free deoderant in fresh apricot. Because who doesnt want to smell like fresh apricots?
7. Schiff Melatonin Ultra. We all need sleep. Right??
8. Paul Mitchell extra body firm finishing spray. Because my dumb hair just wont do what I ask on its own.
9. Clean sheets. I change them every 3 days....because clean sheets are just yummy! (Someone that may or may not read this blog is probably laughing right now)!
10. Piping hot stronger than hell coffee. Trader Joes can rock this. So can Starbucks.
11. Parmesan cheese. What isnt better if you add this? Really?
12. One certain baby, that makes me want to kiss her over and over and over.
13. A brand new roll of really good toilet paper (above mentioned person who may or may not read this blog is probably dying of laughter right now)
14. An amazing gel manicure that lasts for days.
15. A good book that can monopolize my life for hours.
16. A great podcast. "Joy the Baker"...check her out
17. Levis. Why do any other jeans exist?
18. Amy's frozen meals. Because convenience should still be yummy.
19. Yoga in any shape or form. Stretch your body, girls!
20. Good friends. I am sooooo blessed to have them everywhere!
Tell me your favorite things! Please! I really really want to add to my list!
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