Life
Yay! It’s the weekend. I meditated, played with Winnie and embraced a beautiful day. Cleaned… and postponed yard work and then paid it forward. I’m mailing a book to a lady in Illinois! She answered a correct question on my facebook page. I’ll be doing that once a month and who doesn’t want to win something?
Love
I walked Winnie, Winnie, bounce, bounce twice; she can’t help her clownish nature tugging the lead and making me laugh like a child. Later I went to get my hair cut and a man appeared at my car as I went to leave. Carleton. He does yard – work for a living. He had that look… Desperate, sad, and I will mow and edge your yard for twenty dollars, please? It made me so sad. I said sure,Carelton, and I smiled at him and meant it.
Happiness
So mowing the yard and tending what used to be a crazy garden patch was on the agenda tomorrow. But, now, I think I need to be reflective and grateful for all I have and all I know.. Thank you Carleton.. for reminding me that I have more than enough and I should be so grateful for all I have!
Life
Oh boy, oh boy! yes! I have a date after sifting through has been’s, malcontents, cheaters, dirt bags and philanderers and steamer trunk carriers… I know what I have to do! Apply light make-up; choose a pretty dress that speaks to my fun-loving nature and to make sure that shoes are polished. I treated the date like a job interview.. I took all the forlorn CD’s out of my player and put on my go to girl.. Ingrid Michaelson! Yes! I know that I’m doing things for my book; but I’m now doing it for me too and why not; isn’t it healthy to just get out there??
Part of the excitement of the date is to look around the house and think how someone new might see it. So I patted my Winnie good – bye on the head and drove 1.5 miles to Mercato.
Love
I loved the dress I was wearing. It was summer and this dress just screams Audrey Hepburn and I smiled; and embraced confidence and happiness. I looked around the room and waited and then ordered a glass of wine. I waited… and I waited…. and I waited some more…
Happiness
He never showed and that’s how it goes! The good news? I get it. This is a game and I am doing research, remember? And Boy Howdy, I looked pretty for that date and I had polished all the rules to a shine; well good for me!!! His loss really,because I came home to the chocolate eyes of Winnie, Winnie, bounce, bounce…Today I am still laughing about it, the total randomness and the exitement I felt by breaking out!
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Life
Week three was as crazy as weeks one and two. I couldn’t manage the e- mails. I work, I’m involved withe community things and I write, which means I research.. Dear God! It was a week before my birthday and there was just too much going on. Allen from Allendale e-mailed me. He is 66. Hmm which means he’s probably 70.
He has a large pointed beer belly that in German we refer to as a “spitzboch.” He looks just terrible and he now wants a picture or pictures of me in my underthings?!? Yes ~ This was his first question.. Dear lord. Now Allen is delusional. I wouldn’t sent it!
Love
So I wrote back and then I got plain pissed off. How dare he. He probably lies about everything … and there are polite rules about internet dating and he wasn’t following it.
Happiness
Now I have me a box full of sugar as most of my friends have. I love clothes; imagine my love of delicate things.. It is just that..So I looked at that loot an realized that I am not desperate and I will never settle. Nope!
All names are changes as crazies are as they will be!
Life
Winnie and I walk through Hampton Park almost every day and we are always thrilled when we have our borrowed twins with us. They are loving, silly, imaginative, and just plain fun. On Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday of this week Winnie and I walked alone. The first day she grabbed something in her mouth and I told her to drop it and she did. It was a dead mole and I was taken aback by its tiny little claws and furry body. I hoped that the next day that a park employee would just take care of it.
It was still there on Monday and again on Tuesday. Now I knew what to do, but I just couldn’t or wouldn’t touch its lifeless body. I didn’t want to place my hand on that; I just didn’t.
Love
Today was a busy day and I was so joyous that the girls were with us that I forgot about the mole. The walk started out with hugs and then they were riding imaginary horses and they had changed their names to Cloudy and Sara. We entered the park and they saw the corpse. They both said that we should bury it and I said let’s walk first. I was hoping that the nice man who was reading a book as we passed would pick it up. I saw others go by; hopefully they would remove the remains. We walked back and there it was; as it had been when we entered.
The girls boldly said that we needed to bury the body and they knew I had a shovel at home. There was a great deal of discussion and I said mostly, nothing. Then Ava asked for Winnie’s poop bag to pick it up. She tried and then shook her brave head. I asked Anya if she wanted to pick it up and she said probably not, but we can’t leave it as it was the second dead animal we had seen in less than two weeks in the park. The other was a dead female duck; head dangling beneath the murky water of the pond.
Love
I had to be a big girl and an adult so I placed the animal in the bag and Anya offered to carry it home. They helped me with the shovel and I dug a hole for Moley mole; that’s what they called him. With a silent prayer, I placed him in the ground. After I patted the dirt hard in place, the girls collected pink and white petals from the Japenese Magnolia tree and surrounded the circle where his body was buried. Then they made him a headstone and a stone for the foot; both written with a Sharpie on cardboard. They told me that we needed to honor Moley mole as he had been a living creature.
Happiness
Looking at those twin faces I could not deny them for doing the right thing. I learned again tonight that they teach me every time we are together. So RIP Moley mole. There are three people thinking of you tonight.
Life
So the first week was a little mind-blowing. All these attractive and unattractive men liking me, favoriting me and e-mailing me. IM is not my friend; I tend to try to think before I write, so it doesn’t go so well with me. So this handsome man from Florida e-mails me about 3 times a day which was nice, a wee bit annoying as yet again I was fielding what seemed like a gazillion e-mails a day which was more like 50. Anyway after the second week he was done with me.
Love
He said I cheated. What? What? We have just spoken via e-mail. I’m not in a relationship with him and ya’ll know I kept it clean. He said he could view my “e-mail traffic” on IM and I was a cheater.
Well, that was that and I let him have it. Then he called me a lesbian. Then it got fun! I asked him why was he so angry and the IM continued and then I knew this was part of my research. Just terrible. I hear that people get blocked. I didn’t have to block him.
Happiness
No. I didn’t have to block him. I told him I was not a cheater and I was a liberal voting for Obama. And so Jeff from Florida never contacted me again; and that was lovely!
All names have been changed to protect this writer from any crazy person with an attitude…
Life
So the first week was crazy with too many e-mails. But, I fell in like with 3 men. Now I’m geographically challenged. I live in the most beautiful city in America and unless you live in Rome.. Well, you get it. So two lived in Florida and one in Ohio. The guy in Ohio caught my eye. He was just painfully handsome. I kept looking at his pictures in front of Hearst Castle and the Trevi Fountain and I thought maybe, well, just maybe, this is more than a research project!
Love
The guy was in S. Africa on business. My crazy monkey mind saw endless possibilities. Now for those who know me money doesn’t matter really and diamonds are a cold stone that I’m not fond of.. But.. Why not seek something new and why not let go of other things, right?
It was lovely getting calls in the middle of the night and just a wee bit lovely and romantic on the first day.. On the second week I was apologizing as a woman for his cheating wife and all the cheaters in the world and it was exhausting.. because I have been cheated on.. and cheated when I was 20 and have never done that again.
Happiness
After two weeks and yes, I was juggling my in – box, I said good – bye to him, a man who could speak fluent German, and said kind things in Italian; well I said good-bye to someone that loved art and history. I wished him that kindly on – line and prayed for his steamer trunks which seemed endless and I saw him packing an re-packing his life.
And I chose that night what was good for me. Howling at the moon with my girls, telling them and their mom thank you and I loved Winnie extra tight.. We are lucky in life when we have so much. I hope he will meet the one to love his so sad soul.
