day off chex mix

I had a fabulous time being off yesterday. It was the first day I’ve had off since February 2nd.  I got to sleep in and have breakfast and walk the dogs with Charlie before she left for work. Then, I went over to the thrift store and got 4 Banana Republic and 1 Perry Ellis pairs of jeans for $6.99 each. I must make a note to shop for jeans on Mondays because people clean out their closets over the weekends.

I went over to the neighborhood café and ordered a latte’ while I downloaded a new episode of The Walking Dead onto the Kindle for Charlie and I to watch that night. Next, I went to the Farmer’s Market and picked up fresh veggies and shrimp to make stir fry.

Once home, I put the groceries away and took the dogs to the park. We got there and a chocolate lab immediately started playing with Sadie. His name was Clancy. I didn’t like that name because that was the name of the fast food restaurant I got locked in the bathroom when I was a kid – very traumatic. Anyway, Sadie was playing with him and he went over to try to play with Bailey and I heard three teeth clicks from her snapping at him. She didn’t actually get him – I think the growling and teeth clicking was a warning.

“Bailey, stop.” And she came running over. She’s really only a Sadie and people person. I think other dogs get on her nerves.

We walked through the woods and around and another dog came running up. Sadie tried to play with him and he turned around and growled and snapped at her.

“Ok, no one’s in a good mood today so let’s leave.”

So, it was kind of a bust that day. It’s not always like that – in fact, that was rare. We went down the street to our favorite joint and sat out on the patio and had a beer. It was so sunny and nice outside. Then, once Charlie got home – late because she had to go shut up the chickens (another story) we made dinner, watched The Walking Dead (which, I’m glad it picked up this week and Daryl’s back – also found out a little tidbit about him -a guy I taught class with this weekend saw his bike sitting in a shop near his house. He asked why it was there and the guy at the shop said he was making a replica of it with an electric starter. My friend asked why and was told “Because Daryl can’t seem to get it started by kicking it.” I find this hilarious – big, butch Daryl with the bow and arrow can’t kick start a bike.)


After that we watched The Following -and I have to say I’m ready for those characters that kidnapped the kid to be killed off. Seriously, they’re so annoying. The show has suspense but I wonder if there’s ever a conclusion. I guess kind of like TWD.

So, all in all a perfect day yesterday. Charlie is taking a test right now so wish her luck and keep your fingers crossed. This is week two for her and she seems to love it!

If you’re in rainy Georgia stay dry and everyone have a great week! I’m ready for the weekend already! I will leave you with a pic of the dogs taken at the soccer field near our house.



can’t buy me love

I spoke too soon.

Lee has been emailing me asking if we can get together for a movie and lunch. I said for her to let me know about lunch (may just bag that depending on my mood) and ignored the movie invite. I have no time for a movie this week. It’s been non-stop work. I am so looking forward to having a three-day weekend next weekend. She also texted me Tuesday about getting together with Garth for drinks to which I replied, “I can’t.” It’s not that I already had plans – I just didn’t want to have plans with her. I really had to stop myself from writing back “Why don’t you ask Bertha to go?” But, I’ve decided that I’m not playing that game with her.

Today I got an email from her titled: “Happy Turdsday, I mean Thursday.”

After I read that, I wondered if she was calling me a turd. Lee is like that – she comes off as an innocent but she’s really passive aggressive that way. I thought she was probably pissed that I didn’t go out with her to meet Garth and/or ignored the movie request and was inadvertently calling me a turd. In the body of the email it said, “Have fun at pool! Kick some @ss!” (to which, I ignored)

Another thing that bothers me is that Lee always puts exclamation marks at the end of every sentence she writes. Being a [struggling] author I was told that a book should only contain one exclamation mark and it better be important. (Meaning, don’t frickin’ do it.) I admit in my editing process I went back and removed so many exclamation marks that I never want to use that key again. (Except maybe to fill in on curse words like sh!t)

I think I need some more time before hanging out with Lee and being friends. She’s still p!ssing me off a little.

I do need to make more of an effort to get out and meet people. Tonight, I am hoping after pool to go out two-stepping. Sunday, I talked Bird into going to a women’s sports bar to watch the superbowl. I just hope I have energy to go after teaching in the rain all weekend. I think in a way I should be lucky that I’m single right now and not having the b.s. responsibility and weight of a relationship tying me down. However, it would be nice to go out more with people who weren’t total creeps. Bird brought up her friend again and wanted to know if I was remotely interested and if so she’d set it up.

“She’s loaded and has a fat cabin in the mountains.”

Right, and she smokes and I’m not remotely attracted to her. Who cares if she has some cabin up in the mountains or money? – my love cannot be bought.

“Uh, no. That’s ok.”

Although, some people [Charlie] think that I should settle I’m being too picky. Please forgive me if I don’t want to be with someone who could be bad for me or that I already know isn’t going to work. I have standards and I’m holding out.

I have the luxury to be picky, not to mention I want to be physically attracted to them.

Plus, so many of my friends [I think] have just settled. There are even some I feel have made some really poor decisions just to be with someone – who is either abusive, doesn’t have anything in common with them, are controlling or using them as an emotional crutch or for yes, money.

So, yeah – I guess Ms. Right is going to take a little longer to find, that’s all.


the dead zone

Why do I want to be back in that craziness again?

I ask myself.

All around me I see break-ups before they are happening – drama and conflict between people or just worn-down complacency.  It’s a little like that Stephen King book The Dead Zone (one of my favorites) being able to look into the future and predict the outcome. I want to be pleasantly surprised.

I do.

But, much of the time I just can’t see it. I see one person choking the life out of the other and the relationship. If it’s equal then I see complacency – boredom.

“I’m too [insert words: old, tired, lazy] to go out and find someone else.”

Which, is a little like the question I asked my Mom one time. I said, “Mom, why are you still with Dad?”

Folding clothes and not looking up she said, “Well, he doesn’t drink or beat me. There’s nothing wrong with him.”

I guess either I want too much or I just refuse to settle [with a strong dose of pessimism thrown in].

Ellen was going out to meet the “Lesbian Sushi Club” for dinner last night. I had my usual landscaping night and decided to run over there and cut her grass since she is having a party on Saturday. Plus, Sadie wanted to play with her dog, Jax.

“Is this thing for real or just something you and your friends came up with every time you want to go eat sushi?”

“No, it’s real. Wanna go?”

The thought of sitting at a long table making stilted conversation with a bunch of people I didn’t know did not sound attractive to me. Plus, I was in my dirty landscaping clothes.

“No, I’m not in to it.” I leaned back on the couch. “I’m never going to meet anyone new not ever going out like this. But, I just don’t feel like it.”

“There’s nothing wrong taking time off for you.”

“That’s true. With Lee I felt like I had to fight for my evenings off. I was always running around doing something and all my nights were booked.”


“Honestly, the only way I’m going to meet someone is if she happens to be at one of my haunts or shows up at one of the parties we go to between now and New Years.”

“You’ll meet someone.”

“I know but maybe I don’t want to meet someone. I just don’t want to get bogged down with all the b.s. right now.”

“All relationships aren’t b.s. – she laughed – “just the ones you’ve been in lately.”

“Goddess, I’m telling you. It went from worse to still bad. How do I find these people?”

Ellen had nothing and was just shaking her head. “Let’s go try that Tex Mex place.”

“What about the Lesbian Sushi Club?”

“I’ll get them next time.”

“The woman of my dreams is probably eating raw fish right now but I don’t care. I’d rather have a margarita.”