Irish In Shadows
“The darkness agrees with me. It asks me to release it, as loud as a roar and as quiet as a whisper. I remember what my sister said long ago: You must control the darkness. You can’t ever give in to it. But the shadows want to make me happy, and I deserve a little happiness” ― Justina Ireland, Promise of Shadows theme: SHADOWED | … Continue reading Irish In Shadows
Dating Jekyll and Hyde
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
The Manic Pixie Guy
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
Kodachrome And Me
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
The Happiness ReVolution
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
Why I Made Mac and Cheese
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
And X Marks The Spot
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
To Love Again, And Again, And Again
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
And The Next Day Comes Along
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
You Don’t Always Get What You Want, But Sometimes You Do
Last night Mom, you will be pleased to hear there were no fights nor yelling (that I recall), unless you include “dog” fights. Christmas eve cheer was shared, and this year we actually almost DID miss the Santa float. Standing around in the kitchen, with the door wide open to the front porch, Christmas music cranked, when Lexi just briefly turns her head to look … Continue reading You Don’t Always Get What You Want, But Sometimes You Do
Animosity At Christmas
Well Mom, here’s one we never had the chance to spar over, should one say “Merry Christmas“, or, is it more correct to say “Happy Holidays“? Yes, this is a thing. In fact I’ve always thought the only people who really cared were the christian whites, and why on earth would a Hindu or a Jain be offended by you wishing him Merry Christmas? Sounds … Continue reading Animosity At Christmas
Where I Live And Breath
Now the dog got a walk, the dishes got done, and groceries too. I had a good dinner, and the kitchen looks rather tidy. Bit tired, but it was a successful weekend, all in all. Short week ahead, so feeling rather punky this morn in anticipation. I got all my shopping done finally, and, I got it mostly done right here in the village. Just … Continue reading Where I Live And Breath
Walking After Midnight
So Mom, who goes to a Burlesque Xmas Performance and spends the evening in the hallway chatting away with one of the vendors? I do, I do. It was a lovely old theatre, and such a fabulous place to see a burlesque show, but as it was this friends FIRST vendor show, it was sort of fun sitting there chatting business. He makes these lovely … Continue reading Walking After Midnight
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