Sometimes letting go is hard…

And sometimes it is so easy!

So, just yesterday I was crowing about how awesome the Boy was, and how he did a thing that none of the guys I’ve dated have ever done… or at least not in a long time. Like 15 years or more.

It seems I wasn’t as clear as I’d like to have been, but it was after midnight and I was quite tired. Let me set the record straight (since it caused a bit of a row with The Ex):

  1. I did not coerce the Boy into letting me come over.
  2. I don’t think the Ex is wholly evil.
  3. And, contrary to the opinions of some, I do not have to always have my way.

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Late Ostara Blessings!

I missed Ostara this year. It was the first day back from Spring Break, and I’m on my moon time, and I just plum forgot there was a Holy day to be celebrated.

I’m not a very good Pagan.

Not a very good Christian either.

I float somewhere in between: believing in the more mystic aspects of both, and agreeing with the morality of both (to a point), and finding my happy medium mixing a little from column A and adding a little from column B… occasionally a dash from a column C from some other religion or spiritual ideology.

I’m basically a religious mutt.

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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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Weekend Coffee Share: Distractions

This week, if we were gossiping over coffee, we’d probably have done it while getting our nails done. That took close to forever earlier today! I wasn’t going to get them done, but I’d peeled the shellac off from when I’d done them before, right before New Year’s, and it tore my nails up underneath. I was afraid that with them being so vulnerable, they’d break, and I had already cut them shorter than I like… actually I bit them. I don’t do it often, but when one of them breaks, I get some strange satisfaction out of biting the rest to the same length as the broken one.

Anyway, I went to get my nails done even though I can’t really afford to do that at the moment, and ran into my roommate.

Who had already been there for over an hour…

And we were there for close to 2 hours before both of our nails were finally complete…

But the final result looks pretty good, if I do say so myself!

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Weekend Coffee Share: Old Times, Hard Times

This week, if we were talking over coffee, I’d tell you that nostalgia has been a major theme in my life of late. Well… if I’m honest, I’ve been going through a great deal of retrospection since the Pirate and I parted ways. Not out of any regret for the way things ended with the Pirate (though it isn’t the way I would have wanted it), but because I was blinded by exactly how many similarities there were with that situation and some of the ones from the past.

Most notably the Boy, but, as we’ve already discussed, it’s the differences in that situation that made the biggest difference to me.

I also feel that I’ve made progress as a human being simply because I was able to walk away with half the self-conflict than I felt during the situation with the Boy.

I suppose it’s that progress, along with the other personal struggles going on right now that have me feeling so nostalgic.

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Weekend Coffee Share: Starting Over

This weekend, if we were talking over a cup of a coffee (or a glass of iced tea for me… it’s just too hot for coffee), I’d tell you that I feel like I’m starting over completely from scratch in almost every aspect of my life. Starting over in the dating sphere is obvious, since the Pirate situation imploded…  Continue reading