Month: November 2009

Ants in my Pants

I want to have a love affair. I’m dating, but I’m bored and want something more. The Rock Star doesn’t stimulate me mentally (or physically, really), and the Dentist, while he is an exceptional kisser, has revealed a couple of unattractive qualities about himself this weekend. I’m hopelessly attracted to a man who’s too smart to “go there” with me, and the two loves … Read More Ants in my Pants

Good Life

I am lost in my music; I can’t tell where it stops and I begin. The sounds are bouncing around inside of my soul – directing my mind, my body, and my spirit in an unrehearsed concert with glorious harmonies. All of the parts are lovely and weave in and out of each other to make a miracle. The lyrics tell my story; I … Read More Good Life

Me and My Big Mouth

I hope I don’t say something nasty – with my mouth, eyes, or attitude. I know it’s not my business; I know I am not a judge. I know that I think I know it all and that everyone should listen to my opinions about how the world should operate. I know that everything I think I know is merely an illusion, but I … Read More Me and My Big Mouth

Happy Birthday to Me

I had no expectations for anything other than a sweet gesture from my children, but the world rocked me today. I woke up to a gray morning, but since it wasn’t raining, I decided to squeeze in a run before work. OneRepublic’s brand new album took me through the entire 4.5 miles, each track perfectly matched to the rhythm of the run. Coming down … Read More Happy Birthday to Me

Birth of a Book

And let it be known throughout the land that on this night, the eve of my birthday in 2009, I began to write my book.

Christmas – Balancing More than my Checkbook

I’m standing between organized contentment and yuletide disappointment. Will my holiday home decor overwhelm me this year, or will I bask in the tiny white lights and pine scent with a grateful heart and a sense of self-satisfaction? What has to give in 2009 in order for me to maintain my serenity through the New Year? In my hand I hold a balance with … Read More Christmas – Balancing More than my Checkbook

Readers and Writers and… Men?

I caved. I’m working for the first time in my life with a pair of reading glasses on my face. I hit three different optical stores at the mall searching for an over-the-counter pair. All of them looked like granny glasses and announced, “I’m fucking old.” WalMart had a perfect dark blue frame for $17 that suits my face well. What a deal. So, … Read More Readers and Writers and… Men?

Unexpected Groupie

When I was a little girl, posters of Andy Gibbs, Shaun Cassidy, and Leif Garrett adorned my walls, and I daydreamed about them regularly. In my twenties, I became fixated on Johnny Depp, and I confess I’m still carrying a bit of a torch for him and his chameleon-like acting skills. (That just reminded me that I actually had a chameleon in my teens, … Read More Unexpected Groupie

Sobering Up in San Francisco

Today I traveled to San Francisco. My company policy is to take the cheapest flight, so I had to rise at 3:00 a.m. and catch a 7:00 a.m. plane. I wasn’t real happy about that. I prayed silently to the Universe to put me next to one or more cute single men, but in typical spiritual irony, I was squished into a middle seat … Read More Sobering Up in San Francisco

Dining with a Dentist

Last night a dentist took me to dinner. He’s articulate and well-traveled, and, get this – he’s writing a book! This is when adult dating becomes difficult. I really like the Rock Star, and even though I know he cannot give me all of the things I want and need, I enjoy his company. The dentist offers other attractive qualities, too. My mother used … Read More Dining with a Dentist

Wanna Tip? Don’t Expect One

New Jersey is the tipping capital of the United States (and I’m not talking about cow-tipping, for all my Midwestern friends). Forget about moving into a new house – every person that sets foot on your front porch will expect some green hands when the job is done, even if it isn’t to your liking. “Yo… I came here… gimme money. I didn’t have … Read More Wanna Tip? Don’t Expect One

Late Night Random Thoughts About Men and Music

The Rock Star is bugging me a little. His obliviousness is bordering on thoughtlessness, and I don’t like it. I keep thinking about Mr. Nice Guy and all of his positive attributes – and there definitely wasn’t any problem at all in the sex-drive department, either. I miss him, but I wonder if it’s better for his sake if I maintain the distance that’s … Read More Late Night Random Thoughts About Men and Music