Was out and about yesterday Mom walking the blond bombshell, and so I decide its high time I made my way back to Soho – or so they call the area now around the Old Vic – short for South Of Huron. Its all posh now, least in spirit. My objective was not to admire the bespoke chicness evolving, but rather to revisit the spot … Continue reading Sloshing Thru The Snow
I recall the exact moment I knew Tim was ready to leave. I was ensconced in my acquired cubby-hole, that space I had carved out for my self after his death. I was listening to music and these series of songs played, one by one, and then and there I knew he was saying goodbye to me. I had been hitting random and had asked … Continue reading Why I Talk To The Dead
You know Mom, I realized today as I was cresting the hill at Euston Meadow, that I had not been there in the winter since maybe 1998, and it is breathtaking. It is a REAL meadow. With dead stalks of wildflowers, grasses and native trees. Sumac and Maples, Cedars, Spruce, graceful Willows and such ring the periphery of the one end. Given the time of … Continue reading Becoming A Meadow
“Be calm. God awaits you at the door.” Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera … for more Serenity | The Weekly Photo Challenge SUBJECT: Woodland Cemetery, London, Ontario Canada EQUIPMENT & TOOLS: Canon ELPH135, edited with Google Picasa & Pixlr by Autodesk FEATURED EFFECTS: Toy Camera Effect Setting(blackened edges), Logan from Pixlr (old fashion B&W) Continue reading Where Serenity Lies
Curiosity got the better of me, and I admit I did pop in for a peek into that dating site I joined. Certainly there are attractive men who’ve shown interest, yet meh. I’m not sure yet I am a dating site kinda gal. I have learned some lessons the last few months Mom though, one of them being that dating sites are like standing in … Continue reading Cuddling Up With Myself
So, back and forth, back and forth, texting that guy from the dating site all this week. Met up 3 times since Monday, and actually last night went out to dinner here in the village. We stayed around for the band, and caught the first few songs, and booked it back here for tea and talk. Talked about everything under the sun till 1AM, then … Continue reading Dating Jekyll and Hyde
How did the date go you ask? Well, I’ll leave that for another time, but it did go well. Very well. But that’s not what’s on my mind Mom, what I’m thinking about is Tim. Go figure. Thinking of the kind of relationship that we had, and what exactly it was that attracted us to one another? Kismet? Also, wondering about the effect we had … Continue reading The Manic Pixie Guy
Mom I finally did something this last weekend I’ve been wanting to do for ages, but had put off – I joined a dating site. I’m not sure if one would call it a realization, or acceptance, but I want someone in my life and I’m not going to find them hanging out by my stoop when I get home from work (and if I … Continue reading Kodachrome And Me
I want, I want, I want seems to be the mantra of this modern life, and I’m just as greedy for that as anyone else. Most of the things I want though are not actually tangible things. The reality is that some of what I REALLY want may not even be what I want at all, but rather what I believe I should have. So … Continue reading The Happiness ReVolution
If there is one thing I know, it is the many facets of grief. It hangs around in the shadows, and dampens our spirit – not letting it out is what feeds it. So I suppose that release of pent-up angst is what yesterday perhaps was about, my letting out of those shadows. So yesterday, that last day of the days of nothing, walks, and … Continue reading Why I Made Mac and Cheese
They do say Mom that when people show you who they are, believe them. This is the them they are perhaps in denial of… but whatever you see behind the lying eyes, believe in it. I have recently come to terms with the fact that this is my Achilles heal, I always somehow manage to be concentrating on what they don’t show, and miss altogether … Continue reading And X Marks The Spot
I see often Mom there appears to be some who seem to embrace pain and disappointment, like I embrace walks on sunny days, or Irish kisses on my nose when I’m crying. I often have wondered what it is they seek within those intangible libations we oft intake, only to wake with pounding reality all to clear the next morn. It is clear that they … Continue reading To Love Again, And Again, And Again
Well, this probably should not come as a surprise, I won’t go into the details, but Mr.Blue.Eyes bakes. He actually made goodies for Christmas Eve, which he spent with his nephew and his grown kids. He is not at all what he appears to be. Not even close. He really is a multi-layered entity, and he intrigues me… today even more. This morn as I … Continue reading And The Next Day Comes Along
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