“It’s great that she is very attentive, but not what I need,” my friend told me in chat. “Do you have a list of what you do and do not need?” I typed back. “Not yet,” he answered. “I play the dating game by the seat of my pants.” Back in January 2008,…
Month: March 2013
Just Breathe
In and out, in and out, don’t hyperventilate, don’t overthink it, don’t hold it in, don’t forget to let it out, breathe, breathe, breathe, feel like you’re in labor, feel like you’re drowning, feel like you are barely awake, feel like the world is yelling even though everything is deadly quiet. Just Breathe. whoooooooooooosh. Feel…
Mr. Ron’s Neighborhood
Ron is a real person. Sometimes I wish he wasn’t. Welcome to Ronday! Ron and my sister eventually wore out their welcome at Lola’s place. Well, and Lola was about to get evicted too – because she decided to stop paying rent on her section 8 housing. So Ron found a place over an hour from…
Engaged, Number One
When I was a child, I lived on the Atlantic Ocean. I loved walking on the wet sand and seeing the footsteps I left behind. I loved to see the rippling waves moving ever towards me, criss-crossing themselves to reach the shore, and then swirling around my ankles before pulling whatever they could back out…
I’m Not Prejudiced . . .Part Two
I feel I would be remiss if I did not finish this story, even though it may cast a somewhat disparaging light on me. I did not reply to Trotter’s last email, but within a day or so, I got another one. “. . . I would still like to meet you for lunch one…
Meet the Ronulians
Ron is a real person. People who act like Ron are called Ronulians. People who put up with Rons are called Ron-duhs. Happy Ronday! So Ron has introduced my sister to her roommate, the previously mentioned woman who is on unemployment and has a baby by an illegal alien who is providing them with the luxurious section…
Thanks For Breaking Up With Me
We broke up in 2005 and then again in 2007. It was strange to see his name come popping up on my Facebook friend request list again this week. But a lot had changed in 6 years, and I was just as curious to find out what had changed for him. I was amused to…
The Ron Job
Ron is a real person. I can’t make this stuff up. Welcome to Ronday. Ron and my sister came to visit at my Dad & Stepmum’s house. My husband and I joined them for dinner. As we made small talk around the table, my stepmum asked me how my job hunt was going. (The company…
I’m Not Predjudiced But . . .
I had been talking to this fellow Trotter for several days now. The conversation was neither annoying nor fascinating, it was just general conversation via text and email. A not unpleasant diversion. We had agreed to meet for a date this week – and I was actually curious what it would be like to meet…