Saturday, September 29, 2007

Good Bye

This blog has meant a great deal to me over the past couple of years. It has been a place to celebrate and a place to seek solace.

As most of you know, I have been going through a painful and long divorce, which has yet to be resolved. Satan, my pet name for my semi-Ex, has apparently been lurking around my site with his bimbo mistress. My private thoughts and words have now become ammunition for him to use as a new way to hurt me. Even though I have never used his or his bimbo's real name, he feels he has the right to throw what I say here on this site at me as evidence of what a terrible person I am. Therefore, I'm closing this blog. This is not an admission that I think he is right. This is my way of taking a tool of pain away from him. I'm in a place where I need to eliminate him from my life as much as I can. I can't totally do that as we have a child, my beloved Monkey Boy, but when and where I can, I will purge him from my world.

I will miss you. You have truly meant so much to me. I will eventually start a new blog and I'll stop by the sites of those who I count as my friends in this funny blogging world and let them know where it is. I'll continue to stop by your sites, but right now, I need to take a break.

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Sleep over

Monkey Boy is having a friend sleep over. I came into the house after walking Marco, the Psychotically Needy Puppy to hear a conversation coming from the Tiki Lounge about girls. My baby boy and his friend, who are both 10, were talking about which girls from their class they would ask out if they could date!

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Tuesday, September 04, 2007


I was driving home from work today, thinking about all the 'stuff' I needed to deal with once I got home. You all know how it is, there is an endless list of fixing dinner, walking the dog, doing laundry, running the vacuum and so on. Then I realized that I've been letting 'stuff' get in the way of my life. Here I was trying to rebuild a life that had been torn down in the previous year and instead of taking the opportunity to define my life in a way that made me happier, I was falling back into the trappings that had defined my previous life. So instead of spending the evening fixing a big meal, I broiled some fish and threw together some hush puppies and called it dinner. Instead of throwing a load of laundry in the washer and then mopping my kitchen floor, I went for a walk on the beach.

And what a walk it was. The setting sun was an amazing shade of peachy pink. Families walked in little clumps; content singles walked their dogs; dear friends walked together with their heads close together intent on their conversation. I walked by myself, stopping to pet the occasional beach puppy and greeted those whom I walked by with a 'hello.' I ran into a dear friend who had just come out from the ocean after a swim and chatted with one of my students that happened to be skimboarding on the water's edge. This is life.

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