The Chipmunk Races....

Yesterday was good. M.W. and Kiki went skydiving, and I stayed on the ground and took their pictures. Got a free bottle of good wine "7 Deadly Zins" out of it, free lunch, and a little more heartached; I really regretted the loss of this relationship on every level.

Although a good point was when I realized that I loved M.W. -- still do -- but that I'm not "in love" like I used to be. It's healing, finally.

So I bet you're wondering why Chipmunk Races? Well, I'll tell you: Went on a bike ride yesterday from here, up the hill, to back home again. It was 52 miles! My bum and knees hurt. My face is sunburnt (is that a word?) and I'm tiiiiirrrrreeeeddd.

There were two incidents with chipmunks that made me laugh: sitting on the side of the road, they would run their fool heads off -- as fast as they could -- for about 20 feet when I came along side them! I loved it. Raced with a bird once (in a car), but this took the cake! Also saw two mule dear from about 3 feet away, as well as a wild turkey, same distance. I love nature!

(note: Monday morning, I posted this from bed, because my a$$ feels like it's going to fall off!).

Officially Bad

Yes it's true... I am now a bad person. [insert frowny face here]

Why, you ask? Because I met a rare person - Kilo, a physical soul mate. LOL. Sounds funny, eh? He is what I wanted, needed, to be happy, to forget about everything else... you know. Any excuse works.

So he's 12 years younger than me and desperately wanted a "relationship", as he is still nursing a heart-break as a jilted groom last year. I was going to meet him on Saturday because I liked him for his 6'3" frame, red-blonde hair, and muscles. I was going to meet him because he was incredibly smart for his age, and incredibly experienced in the art of wooing, and because he said everything that I wanted to hear.

But he wanted a relationship. He is not even out of college yet.

As much as I thought I wanted an "instant" relationship with all the trimmings.... I don't. IT NEEDS TO BE RIGHT. I told all of this to my Guardian Angel last night, who promptly whipped my morals back into shape and encouraged me to write an email to cancel the date (even gave a few suggested lines).

Perhaps I'm not that bad afterall? I was praying all afternoon about how bad I felt about this... just needed to confide in GA, who could help me focus for a minute.

Bad thing #2:
Walked by a homeless person who was "sleeping" in the grass, on my way to lunch. On my way back from lunch, the paramedics where "wheeling" him into the "ambulance". Not sure if he was dead or alive. Bad Dog, Dorothy!

Thanks Jesus, for Duckies... and Guardian Angles (even the human variety)...

Dot.

His First Date Debrief

M.W. went out on his first date today. He sounded so hopeful and excited. I remember when he felt that way about me. Didn't let a second go by without letting me know how much he liked me, was thinking about me. I miss it. I miss him terribly.

But for her sake, it frightens me because she's not too much older than me, and unless she has different goals for her life, she'll end up heart-broken too.

Come to think of it, if M.W. decided that he wanted kids with someone else (because that was one of our "deal-breakers")... I would seriously lose some respect for his honesty in our relationship.

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Be that as it may. I'm starting to have doubts that Redneck will even call me again... so I've taken steps this week to possibly see the Norwegian for coffee. I've got two more lunch dates -- one for real and one tentative with two different guys. But I'm not interested in either "Kilo" (the real one) or Other Old Guy (OOG, the tentative one), so we'll see what happens.

First Date Debrief

Okay, so I'm home from der Breakfast Date with Redneck. You know... he's really cute: Taller, blonder and thinner than Jeff Daniels... but looks a lot like him! He's a little goofy, a lot smart, and really loves his kids and dogs.

He was just as shaky as me -- spilled his coffee in my lap when he sat down. LOL! We talked for a couple of hours, kidded eachother about our jobs, found out where eachother went to school, spends their free time...

Last week I sent him an email from SpaceWeather.com about a meteor shower that was supposed to happen on last Saturday Morning. He actually got out of bed at 3 AM to see it! Too bad it was cloudy where he lives... but how flattering is that?

Anyways, Redneck gave me a hug at the end of the date and I slipped him my business card with the home address written on the back. I'm so not cool about waiting for guys to call me. Because I really want him to call me!

So that's it from here... It still feels all weird to be dating when I'm not quite over M.W. ... but everyone says that this is a key time in my life to move on, explaore what I want and who I want to be with. So I guess I will.

Thank you Jesus, for Duckies!

Dot!

Things that Make Me Glad:

1) I just tried to burn a music CD for Redneck (first date tomorrow morning, 8 AM). It didn't work because the disc was bad. So I wrote "VOID" across the back... then shredded it IN MY PAPER SHREDDER, just like a voided cheque. ROTFLMAO

2) Took a trip today. I was so full of angst after my recent breakup, that I'd planned this "escape".. this running away... check out my ininary:



3) Who Am I? That the Lord of All the Earth... well, you know the song. But seriously folks... What did I ever do, to deserve the beauty that was afforded me today. The beach. The cow pasture above it. The "peppermint" forest (actually eucalyptus).

Check these out, yo!


Blind Beach, just off Hwy 1.