Happy birthday Tigger! I miss you so much, I hope today is a good day.
~Mom
Friday, December 28, 2018
Thursday, December 27, 2018
Happy "Anniversary" Baby
It is the five year anniversary of my husband running off with some woman he worked with at his part time job. The same woman he lied to, and told his marriage was in trouble.
The same one who he had, just a year before, asked if was a man or a woman, as she took our KISS tickets at the VIP gate. He later surmised that, since most men don't usually have roses tatted on their leg, surely MUST have been woman.
The real trouble with his marriage was that he had not discussed anything about being unhappy, and wanting to move on, with his loving and devoted wife. He continued to kiss me hello and goodbye, and make love to me for four more months, all while he spun an intricate web of lies to cover his tracks. That is until the day he kissed my lips goodbye, and moved out while I was at work.
Whatever.
I am certain that, by now, his intricate web of deceit has collapsed. As the past has proven, five years is about his limit. People were starting to catch on to his stories, and question me about them. That is probably why he relocated to somewhere no one knew him.
People came out of the woodwork to tell me how much better off I would be without him, including members of his own family. How no one could believe I had settled for him and how long he was able to carry on his masquerade. I can say, my life did improve once he was gone.
He is her problem now. Thanks for taking him off my hands.
I have been able to finally heal my heart. Having always been a loner, being alone is easy for me. I will never let myself be so taken in by a good story, that I forget that I am my own best company. Anyone who I let into my life now, is there simply because I want them there.
That is why I am excited to report that things have come full circle. But that is a story for another day.
Now here is a little ditty that I came across five years ago. It fit the situation back then so perfectly.
And it's funny, so I will leave it here for you now.
Joey and Rory's "Cheater, Cheater"
~EnJOY
Monday, December 3, 2018
Tuesday, September 11, 2018
Have You Forgotten?
This is the annual repost of my personal 9-11 story.
I feel that it is important to remind others that this happened.
2,996 people lost their lives that day.
Never Forget!
I feel that it is important to remind others that this happened.
2,996 people lost their lives that day.
Never Forget!
Monday, September 10, 2018
Independence
So I went on a date this past weekend, with someone I have known over 30 years.
Yeah, I know.
In all the ways it was exciting, there was something very comfortable and familiar about him.
I was not prepared for him to the atypical, rude, obnoxious, bammer fan (a fact I didn't recall from our previous relationship) , which lead to some uncomfortable situations while we dinned, watching the Auburn game.
As he filled me in on what he had been doing these last 30 years, all I could think was, when did he turn into such a jackass? Everything he described had been so... dramatic.
I can not go down that road again. I can not knowingly put myself in a relationship where the male stirred up so much drama. It has taken me 4 years to cultivate a drama-free life and I like it.
Some may think it boring, but it is finally peaceful after having endured so much. Stuff stopped going missing, all the bills are paid on time, the house looks fantastic, there are no sudden "crises" that drain my savings and the confident thought that I am NOT being cheated on with every floozy skank that comes along lets me sleep very well at night.
This date also made me realize, that I don't really want a relationship. I don't have to rush into anything with just anyone, just because I can't be alone with myself.
I used to think that I did. I needed to show I had moved on and could be happy too. But I could tell pretty quick, what was not working. That I was still attracted to immature boys, who lacked very basic responsibility. (I really love a good "project") I guess now that I am older, I see that a man who is past 40 and doesn't have one thing for himself by now, is not a truly a man. And these wanna-be men would try and manipulate me, I guess to get me to feel sorry for them and bail them out of some disaster. Oh the stories were good, but the blinders are off. I had been down that road before. I need a fully formed, fully functioning, adult human being.
No more "projects" for me.
Yeah, I know.
In all the ways it was exciting, there was something very comfortable and familiar about him.
I was not prepared for him to the atypical, rude, obnoxious, bammer fan (a fact I didn't recall from our previous relationship) , which lead to some uncomfortable situations while we dinned, watching the Auburn game.
As he filled me in on what he had been doing these last 30 years, all I could think was, when did he turn into such a jackass? Everything he described had been so... dramatic.
I can not go down that road again. I can not knowingly put myself in a relationship where the male stirred up so much drama. It has taken me 4 years to cultivate a drama-free life and I like it.
Some may think it boring, but it is finally peaceful after having endured so much. Stuff stopped going missing, all the bills are paid on time, the house looks fantastic, there are no sudden "crises" that drain my savings and the confident thought that I am NOT being cheated on with every floozy skank that comes along lets me sleep very well at night.
This date also made me realize, that I don't really want a relationship. I don't have to rush into anything with just anyone, just because I can't be alone with myself.
I used to think that I did. I needed to show I had moved on and could be happy too. But I could tell pretty quick, what was not working. That I was still attracted to immature boys, who lacked very basic responsibility. (I really love a good "project") I guess now that I am older, I see that a man who is past 40 and doesn't have one thing for himself by now, is not a truly a man. And these wanna-be men would try and manipulate me, I guess to get me to feel sorry for them and bail them out of some disaster. Oh the stories were good, but the blinders are off. I had been down that road before. I need a fully formed, fully functioning, adult human being.
No more "projects" for me.
Friday, July 27, 2018
Monday, June 11, 2018
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