Started my new job today. Though it will take me a couple of weeks to get into the 'groove', it's obvious already that it's going to be a fairly simple job. In fact, it will become mindless rather quickly.
This is okay, because I'll need to not be taxing my brain once school starts again. However, during the summer, while I have no classes, I'm certain that I will be bored stiff.
But I'm grateful for the job, because it will provide me with an adequate (not significant) income, allowing me to continue my education and still have a little social life. With the new gentleman friend that I am seeing, the need to fund a social life has increased. :)
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
Infatuation
So I've recently started seeing a new gentleman. He is sweet and funny, smart and articulate, creative and kind. I like him a lot, and I want to make sure I don't mess up with him. Not that I typically do mess up, but I'm extra nervous about this one, because it has so much potential.
I've never been a good dater. I'm a little shy in social situations, and tend to get overwhelmed in crowds. Smaller, more intimate settings definitely work better for me, but those aren't typically what you get in the early stages of dating.
But my sweetie came over to my house yesterday, and we spent several hours sitting outside under the gazebo, enjoying each other's company and the beautiful day. We went for a walk later, his arm around me, holding me close.
Little moments like that keep me going--I can deal with all of the stress and BS that the world throws at me, as long as I have the moments of tenderness and companionship that feed my soul.
I've never been a good dater. I'm a little shy in social situations, and tend to get overwhelmed in crowds. Smaller, more intimate settings definitely work better for me, but those aren't typically what you get in the early stages of dating.
But my sweetie came over to my house yesterday, and we spent several hours sitting outside under the gazebo, enjoying each other's company and the beautiful day. We went for a walk later, his arm around me, holding me close.
Little moments like that keep me going--I can deal with all of the stress and BS that the world throws at me, as long as I have the moments of tenderness and companionship that feed my soul.
Sunday, April 09, 2006
Up & at 'em
It's been a long time...I'm still in school, but now I'm dating. I waited a long time after my divorce before I started dating, for various reasons. But now I'm "back in the saddle again", and it's kind of weird.
I'm a relatively shy person, and have always had difficulty meeting men. That, coupled with the fact that I am euphemistically called "full-figured" (i.e.-overweight), and you get a woman who doesn't often attract men, especially in the SoCal meat market.
But I started looking online, and I've met some really cool people. Not everyone is to be believed, for sure, but I try to be honest, and so far I've met a few sweet guys. In fact, I started a blog on a dating site, and now that I'm better at it, I remembered my little bloggy here and decided to come back and get it going again.
I'll write something interesting soon, I promise! For now, it's enough to be back.
I'm a relatively shy person, and have always had difficulty meeting men. That, coupled with the fact that I am euphemistically called "full-figured" (i.e.-overweight), and you get a woman who doesn't often attract men, especially in the SoCal meat market.
But I started looking online, and I've met some really cool people. Not everyone is to be believed, for sure, but I try to be honest, and so far I've met a few sweet guys. In fact, I started a blog on a dating site, and now that I'm better at it, I remembered my little bloggy here and decided to come back and get it going again.
I'll write something interesting soon, I promise! For now, it's enough to be back.
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
Makin' Music
Well, strangers, it's been a while. I forgot I even had a blog! But here I am again.
I squeaked by in my Musicianship class--I didn't think there was a chance I would pass, but I did, so now I get to move on in my never-ending quest to make something of my life.
Not that I have decided what I want to make of my life--there are a few appealing options, but I'm not really sure what my chances are. But I'm in no rush--it'll come in the same amount of time whether I stress about it or not.
My nephew, whom I pointed in the right direction, has far surpassed my meager guitar-playing skills. Yet he continues to pay homage to me, which is flattering. I suppose if I spent 7 hours a day practicing, I'd be good too.
I squeaked by in my Musicianship class--I didn't think there was a chance I would pass, but I did, so now I get to move on in my never-ending quest to make something of my life.
Not that I have decided what I want to make of my life--there are a few appealing options, but I'm not really sure what my chances are. But I'm in no rush--it'll come in the same amount of time whether I stress about it or not.
My nephew, whom I pointed in the right direction, has far surpassed my meager guitar-playing skills. Yet he continues to pay homage to me, which is flattering. I suppose if I spent 7 hours a day practicing, I'd be good too.
Thursday, February 17, 2005
I spell dum?
I got an e-mail from some unknown person saying they hate my blog, 'lern' to spell, and you are 'dum'. I have no idea who this person is, or how he would have found my private e-mail, since I don't give it out to people. And since I haven't posted to this blog since last summer, and there are no misspellings that I could find, it makes me wonder: Why spew venom out on someone who doesn't even know you? Is it spam? If so, my filter missed it.
I don't want to reply and confirm my active e-mail address to some stranger. What a weird world this is.
I don't want to reply and confirm my active e-mail address to some stranger. What a weird world this is.
Wednesday, August 25, 2004
Home Sweet Shower
I spent 14 days traveling this summer. First trip was 10 days--Yellowstone, Grand Teton, Devil's Tower, Mount Rushmore, and Grand Canyon. Second trip was 4 days--Acadia. And now I'm back home, and school has started. I've got to find a job soon, because I spent all of my money on school registration and books. The trips were gratis--I went with my brother & his kids. He paid for my costs and I helped watch the kids. Not a bad exchange!
Anyhow, while I thoroughly enjoyed the trips, I am quite glad to be home. There's nothing like your own bed, and ESPECIALLY your own shower, to make you feel like you can handle life. Hotel showers suck. I think next time I'll bring my own shower curtain. Instead of fighting the tissue-paper-thin piece of crap that the hotel hangs up, I'll have a nice, thick plastic curtain that does not leak and does not stick and actually lets you spend enough time under the water to get clean.
The other thing that sucks about traveling is that you don't know the food. For example, a garden salad in California is generally iceberg lettuce, carrots, perhaps some red cabbage, and some sort of tomatoes. But twice in Maine the salads were lettuce, green onions, and red and green bell pepper. I don't like green onions or any color bell peppers. You think you know what you're going to get when you order a 'garden salad', but I guess you gotta ask.
I already have loads of school work to do, so I shouldn't be online, but here I am! Anyhow, let me know what you did this summer, and whether you'd do it again. Or not--I'm pretty easy.
Anyhow, while I thoroughly enjoyed the trips, I am quite glad to be home. There's nothing like your own bed, and ESPECIALLY your own shower, to make you feel like you can handle life. Hotel showers suck. I think next time I'll bring my own shower curtain. Instead of fighting the tissue-paper-thin piece of crap that the hotel hangs up, I'll have a nice, thick plastic curtain that does not leak and does not stick and actually lets you spend enough time under the water to get clean.
The other thing that sucks about traveling is that you don't know the food. For example, a garden salad in California is generally iceberg lettuce, carrots, perhaps some red cabbage, and some sort of tomatoes. But twice in Maine the salads were lettuce, green onions, and red and green bell pepper. I don't like green onions or any color bell peppers. You think you know what you're going to get when you order a 'garden salad', but I guess you gotta ask.
I already have loads of school work to do, so I shouldn't be online, but here I am! Anyhow, let me know what you did this summer, and whether you'd do it again. Or not--I'm pretty easy.
Saturday, June 26, 2004
Freedom of speech
So I only started this blog in order to be able to 'log in' on other people's blogs. But I'm thinking I may enjoy having a place to vent. I don't really intend to tell any of my friends about it, so I should be able to write any old thing I want without repercussions. Typing in this blog is faster than handwriting in a journal, and since my hard copy journals have been compromised in the past, I'm thinking that maybe I should hide my thoughts in plain sight. Whaddya think?
Tuesday, June 22, 2004
Welcome
Since I have no idea what I'm doing, I will not be surprised if you don't either. However, if you DO know what you're doing, please don't harass me. Remember--this is the home for idiot savants--or just plain idiots, of which I am chief.
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