Friday, August 8, 2014

Trying to find my way back to blogging...

My last blog was more than a month ago. We had just moved to NC. I still love it, by the way. However, I've found the dining out options a little (much) lacking. I've been assured both that I just haven't been to the right spots yet...and, that our area does not boast of what I've experienced in the KCMO, NYC, Omaha, and Phoenix areas. Honestly, if that is all I really miss (friends and family aside)...I'll take it.

This post will ramble. I'm planning on it....I think we need to catch up and get reacquainted with one another.

School officially starts in about two weeks. J and I have orientation on the same day. WTH? My littlest one is going to be a Freshman and I am a first year div student. B is back in KS and has some planning of his own to do. He decided NY wasn't for him and that he is going to work his way up the figurative food chain of the food business. His decision nearly wrecked me (and our finances). However, I've decided to help when asked and allow him to find his way. If you wouldn't mind saying a little prayer for B and my sanity...I would be very grateful.

J is finding her way here too. She has volunteered with VBS at church. She has an "in" at a local vet clinic and plans on volunteering there as well. Additionally, she seems to have found a great fit for her with a local dance company. We've started a donation page to help defer some of the massive costs associated with serious dance study...

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Above is probably what I am most grateful for today...It's quiet in the bungalow and the rev. and I are sitting on the couch watching nonsense. The three other ladies of the house are sleeping off a rough day. Eleanor Rigby is the husky on the left (near the coffee table), Penny Lane is the shelter special in the middle (near the TV), and J is sleeping in her chair...Missing B a bit, but it's nice sharing this with them.

I recently went back to Fremont for my mumble 20 mumble year reunion. I need to apologize to a lot of people. I drank waaaay too much. I can honestly say that I haven't been drunk, really drunk in a great many years. Saturday was why. But, let me give you a bit of context. My ex-husband died a few years ago. And, the whole thing was just a mess. This is my son's father, they guy I saved myself for, blah blah. Anyway, we graduated together, got married, had a baby...got divorced...needless to say it wasn't ideal. And, I'm not going to say anything negative about him here. It's unfair and unrelated.

So, I decided to go back to this town...this town that haunts me for so many reasons. Paid a ridiculous amount of money for dinner, flight, a hotel and on...But, my dear friend Cassie picked out a table and drinking commenced. All the tables had pages copied out of our yearbook...I don't have any of mine. I've lived all over the country and I'm certain they are lost for good. But, anyhoo...guess what page what on our table??? Yup, dead ex husband and first many things.

So, I thought I would be ok with it. We continued to drink btw I only drink wine and hard alcohol. This particular event require the hard stuff (double vodka cranberries), until I had to start paying for my own. Lame. So, we ventured in to eat...the food was awful. AWFUL. I tried a couple of bites. I don't carry my few extra for no reason...I like good food.

So, I chose not to eat and continued to drink. Anyway, it went downhill fast...I said things I regret and danced probably quite poorly. So, I'M ssooooooo sorrry. I know global apologies are unfair...so, if I own you a personal one...remind me and I will get right on that.
Should have known it was gonna be rough when there was a Shriner's Train on the highway...




The next couple of pics are something I'm truly grateful for...I found a great artist (rather someone found me at a meet-up and suggested him), C.W. Eldridge. This guy is a legend. Seriously, he is amazing and has a great story. Anyway, I've wanted a cover-up of an awful piece of work...I love the theology, hate the place I was and the art. So, Chuck is fantastic and came up with an amazing creation...I love it and it will continue up my arm...plus, here's the meaning behind it : Lotus flowers mean purity of speech, mind, and body....rising above the waters of desire and attachment. the lotus is a symbol for awakening to the spiritual reality of life. 

So...for what it's worth...I have some closure and and a beautiful and spiritual something on my arm. Don't get me wrong, I'm not "pure"...but, the place I'm in a place of acceptance of myself and others. 




Old ick...

New Love...
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Anyway...that's what's up with me...next time I will post something more substantive. See you on the other side...Always, M

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