Weekend Coffee Share: Easter blessings

This weekend, if we were sharing stories over coffee, mine would be a salted caramel latte at a place I haven’t been to in a while. I’d like to go back, and maybe I can talk the Boy into taking me, since we’ll be spending a bit of time together this weekend. I miss that salted caramel latte, and the food is yummy, too.

Actually, the time with the Boy this weekend is the biggest bit of news. We’re going to an event where we’ll be meeting our friends! So, for those who were concerned about him not having “claimed” me yet, it’s happening in person instead of just over Skype ( when I’d had an issue with thinking he’d kept me a secret, he offered to Skype with his friends to prove that he’d told them about me to ease my doubt).

There’s even a possibility that some of our mutual friends will be there, and he hasn’t balked yet, so that’s proof enough for me.

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Weekend Coffee Share: Sunny Days!

If ever I needed proof that my mood is attached to the weather, today might be the day to prove it to me!

I feel amazing, and it just so happens to be gorgeous outside! A little on the warm side, although, if the temperature were the same in, say… 2 months, I’d probably tell you it was a cool day. And not only is it gorgeous, but things are finally looking up in my world.

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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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Weekend Coffee Share: And so it begins

This weekend, if we were talking over coffee, we would be having a late night slumber party, watching Star Trek Enterprise (I’d not seen it until relatively recently), and waiting for my laundry to finish. My roommate is out of town for the evening, and so I’m using the time for some binge watching while I completely relax. I had some pizza, took a bubble bath, and am now enjoying some wine and strawberries.

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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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