Weekend Coffee Share: Spring Break!!

This week, if we were catching up over coffee, mine would be Irish! You know, with a little Bailey’s in it. And I’d still be in my pj’s even though it’s nearly dinner time.

Why?

Because it’s Spring Break, and I don’t have anywhere that I have to be!!!

Seriously, though, I do have lots to talk about and lots to do, just I’m enjoying that I don’t have to do it in a rushed manner like most weekends. I can stay up late if I want to and sleep in if I need to. It’s going to be glorious!

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Happy Blogiversary to me!

Who would have thought that five years would see so much change, and yet so much stay the same!

Five years ago today, I started writing about my life in a very small town, as a new teacher, aware that I was too progressive for the area I was in, and thinking that my blog would be my way of dealing with the pressures of being so liberal in such a conservative, backwoods area.

I fully expected this to be like Dangerous Minds, but in the country.

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What now?

When last I wrote on here, my brain didn’t feel quite normal. It’s still not quite there, but there is some progress.

I was concerned about things with the Boy. We’re going to drop the New and Old distinctions as I have almost no interaction with the Old Boy anymore, though he and I were supposed to have dinner last week, and, as is his trend, he canceled promising to reschedule. He hasn’t yet… which is one of a gazillion reasons why we didn’t last.

So, if I am talking about the Old Boy, I’ll make the distinction, but for the moment the New Boy is the Boy.

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Weekend Coffee Share: Meltdown

This weekend, if we were discussing life over coffee, we might very well be doing so at the New Boy’s place. It’s just about time I either decide to introduce him to my social circle, or decide if I might need to cut him loose.

I know that doesn’t make any sense, because we are pretty comfortable and close to perfect together, but his situation doesn’t look to be uncomplicating any time soon. If anything, it’s looking more and more like it won’t be doable. Oddly enough, when I asked him if the complications weren’t there if we would already be a thing, he seemed to not have thought about it. Like we’re just so comfortable together there wasn’t really a thought as to what might or might not be the reality under different circumstances.

Not sure if that gives me hope or crushes it…

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Warning Signs Unnoticed

I was sharing some of my childhood memories with the New Boy on Tuesday… after a day of dealing with stressful things, including my post about whether or not I thought he was interested in me as a person or not…

We’d been talking about movies and things, and I told him that Dumbo had been my favorite movie growing up. Told him about the blog post I’d written about it and the Jungle Book some longish time ago, too.  One of the things that stuck out to me was that I remembered my mother telling me how fixated I was with the story of Dumbo. I suppose it wouldn’t have been that weird, but the memory struck me as odd given that there are some pretty terrifying scenes in that movie.

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Just a Little Touch

The New Boy has become a pretty constant fixture in my existence and I was trying to figure out why. I mean, I’d love for it to be that he was a permanent fixture, but it’s still too soon to hope for such a thing. I think we’re still at the “this is new and exciting” phase.

But then again, maybe that’s how successful relationships work. Maybe they never leave the “new and exciting” phase. If that’s the case, then maybe this will work after all, because every time I see him there’s something new to talk about, and to learn about from one another. As much of a hurry as I always am to tell all of my story to the man in my life (a thing the Old Boy always bugged me about), with this guy, he doesn’t mind the sharing, and while we’re talking he’s always touching me.

We know how important that is, right?

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Weekend Coffee Share: Sleepover

This weekend, if we were sharing about our lives over coffee, we’d be doing it with wine instead, while watching the Oscars. My weekend was a bit out of sorts, but in a mostly good way. Friday evening I got back into a weekly tradition with some of the girls from work that I’ve missed, so I couldn’t write Friday night.

And yesterday was a continuous back and forth of hurry up and wait. I allowed myself to sleep in, took a leisurely bath so I could make my legs good and smooth, then raced to get my nails done, only to have to wait… for 4 hours… until they were done. All so I could be ready for date night with the New Boy.

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