Dance of Ages

I am the dance of ages...
I cannot find the lyrics to it, but I love the song. You can hear it on my space if you are interested. It's by Argent.
I like it because it is done to a heart beat, and it cresendos into an orgasm. The background has a storm brewing, and as ever Rod Argent's vocals are so emotion filled.
All these years and I have never made love to that song. I think it's time.

why does doing the right thing feel like crap?

He didn't even remember our date. He acted annoyed when I asked him where he was. I was so mad that I couldn't talk to him. What was this;the 555th time he shined me on? So after my visit with Armentrout I really weighed the right and wrong things about this relationship. I dumped him by e-mail. I expect he deserves no more than that. The worse part is he hasn't even responded to me. It is like I never existed for him, and perhaps that was the problem all along. I should be proud for having the strength to tell him goodbye, but instead I know how much I will miss his quick wit and sweet smile, sigh... and those gorgeous blue eyes.

they will get you everytime

I had an enjoyable morning with my oldest daughter and grand daughter #3. I came home and took a nap, the landscapers came and mowed the lawn and blew grass through the window, and sprayed water on my computer, so I got up and closed windows.
IT was supposed to be the morning with Steven... something came up, what a surprise. I am getting a life without him.
Meanwhile my clean couch cover that I washed is spotted with grass and god knows what else. I hung it outside...sigh.
OH and my grades were nothing to brag about. All C's one B, it could have been much worse, I told you I hit the wall this semester. SIGH no big rewards for me.

Good and Bad

Good; les schwab fixes my flat tire
bad; I need five hundred dollars in struts
Good; Wal mart takes back the bad mouse and I purchase a new one.
Bad; you need a mouse to install the software
Good; I don't have to work tonight
Bad; I drive fifty miles to find out
Double bad; I need the money
Good; David is going to pay child support
Bad; he sent the papers to me, which means I have to make a trip to Boise to turn them in *fifty miles*

Boys are so sweet

Mother's day

Everyone that knows me well, knows that I have a certain fondness for halloween. I was denied it for so many years because of my religious affiliation. NOW throwing caution to the wind, I collect halloween things. I had a ceramic Jack'o'lantern that someone made for me, and I loved it. I broke it cleaning the house one day.
I was feeling kind of bad and I said, "Oh well, nothing is safe when I clean house." Daine expressed sympathy and nothing else was ever said.
HE made me one in school for mother's day, isn't that the most thoughtful thing?
I can only imagine him explaining to his teacher that he had to make a halloween ornament for his mother on mother's day... sigh, she already thinks I am not playing with a full deck.