Today on this raining afternoon I couldn’t help it but to wonder, how many dates/month should you wait before you have sex with the person? What are the dynamics behind all that? Are there any basic rules?
I’ve had conversations about this with my therapist before (yes I go to therapy, why not? I want to be the best I can be and there is nothing wrong with having a professional giving you his/her intake!) and she indicated that the studies show that people should wait at least 3 months before becoming intimate, in that way, they already know each other and won’t fall in the trap of mistaken the sexual connection for trust and knowledge of the person.
Interesting…
Can people really wait 3 months??? Is that possible? What is “normal” in what circumstances? What should the rules be?
I’ve asked some friends about it and they all laughed… most of them told me that by the 3rd date they were already in bed especially in the dynamics of the lesbian world LOL…So if you feel the connection and the intensity, would that be just lust? Can that lust be then developed into knowing/trusting/committing? But also isn’t sex an important part of the process of knowing/trusting? What if you have a great connection with the person, go out 3 months, do all the “right/normal” things and then you find out you have zero connections in the bed? Can that be possible?
I decided to create a survey and see what people in the queer/lesbian community say… of course, I already had some comments (from the older ladies) slapping me because I am asking too much, because who am I to get into their business, because this and that… blah blah… (btw, I really dislike saying the “lesbian community” because I’ve found out a lack of unity and community within and a lot of attacks on each other – OMG like the time I asked for definitions for lesbian, queer, butch, dyke, etc uff).
So here it is the infamous survey: http://www.zoomerang.com/survey.zgi?p=WEB226UWVXBCHV
Let’s see what it’ll reveal!
I’ve had conversations about this with my therapist before (yes I go to therapy, why not? I want to be the best I can be and there is nothing wrong with having a professional giving you his/her intake!) and she indicated that the studies show that people should wait at least 3 months before becoming intimate, in that way, they already know each other and won’t fall in the trap of mistaken the sexual connection for trust and knowledge of the person.
Interesting…
Can people really wait 3 months??? Is that possible? What is “normal” in what circumstances? What should the rules be?
I’ve asked some friends about it and they all laughed… most of them told me that by the 3rd date they were already in bed especially in the dynamics of the lesbian world LOL…So if you feel the connection and the intensity, would that be just lust? Can that lust be then developed into knowing/trusting/committing? But also isn’t sex an important part of the process of knowing/trusting? What if you have a great connection with the person, go out 3 months, do all the “right/normal” things and then you find out you have zero connections in the bed? Can that be possible?
I decided to create a survey and see what people in the queer/lesbian community say… of course, I already had some comments (from the older ladies) slapping me because I am asking too much, because who am I to get into their business, because this and that… blah blah… (btw, I really dislike saying the “lesbian community” because I’ve found out a lack of unity and community within and a lot of attacks on each other – OMG like the time I asked for definitions for lesbian, queer, butch, dyke, etc uff).
So here it is the infamous survey: http://www.zoomerang.com/survey.zgi?p=WEB226UWVXBCHV
Let’s see what it’ll reveal!
ABBA, Fletwood Mac, and all those bands that split up because of love issues
1 comments Posted by Yoshitoshi at 12:12 AMI am here at home “working” on some reports and have the TV on in one of my favorite channels: Ovation TV and they are showing a documentary about ABBA… Ahhh ABBA isn’t that such a classical group? It is like talking about Mozart of something like that LOL.
Who doesn’t like ABBA? I think I grew up listening to it even though it was almost passed my time and maybe I was still a little kid (4-5 years old?) when they split up… “You are the dancing queen young and sweet only seventeen…” LOL oh that’s like a anthem for all us queers LOL.
All this ABBA thing made me think about love. Love is such a wonderful and messed up thing! Look at all those wonderful groups/bands that split up because of love issues… ABBA, Fleetwood Mac, even Culture Club! (C’mon they were great! Sing with me “do you really want to hurt me? You do really want to make me cryyyy” another queer anthem). You can add as many bands as you want!
Those bands were fantastic at singing about the suffering of love/relations/cheaters/break ups and attacks on each other’s thru their songs… I mean one of the best albums of all times is Rumors by Fleetwood Mac and the whole album is an attack on each other’s infidelities and pissiness (if that is a word) at their relations LOL.
So that’s the thought of the night… Ahh love like U2 says “with or without you with or without you I can’t live with or without youuuu”…
Let’s better sing this song by Harry Nilsson when you are in that uncomfortable line of the “it is over” deal… here it goes for all of you that have had your heart broken by someone:
You’re breakin’ my heart
You’re tearing it apart so f@ck you
All I want to do is have a good time now I’m blue
You won’t boogaloo,
Run down to Tramps, have a dance or two, ooohhh
You’re breakin’ my heart,
You’re tearing it apart but f@ck you
You’re breakin’ my heart
You’re tearing it apart, boo-hoo
You stepped on my ass
You’re breakin’ my glasses too
You won’t drive my car, might be a star
I’ve had enough of you
I’m goin’ insane
There’s no one to blame so f@ck you
You can’t have your way
There’s nothing left to say
There’s nothing left to do, ooooohhh
You’re breakin’ my heart
You’re tearing it apart so f@ck you
You gotta have your way
There’s nothing left to say
There’s nothing left to do, ooooowww
You’re breakin’ my heart
You’re tearing it apart so f@ck you
Who doesn’t like ABBA? I think I grew up listening to it even though it was almost passed my time and maybe I was still a little kid (4-5 years old?) when they split up… “You are the dancing queen young and sweet only seventeen…” LOL oh that’s like a anthem for all us queers LOL.
All this ABBA thing made me think about love. Love is such a wonderful and messed up thing! Look at all those wonderful groups/bands that split up because of love issues… ABBA, Fleetwood Mac, even Culture Club! (C’mon they were great! Sing with me “do you really want to hurt me? You do really want to make me cryyyy” another queer anthem). You can add as many bands as you want!
Those bands were fantastic at singing about the suffering of love/relations/cheaters/break ups and attacks on each other’s thru their songs… I mean one of the best albums of all times is Rumors by Fleetwood Mac and the whole album is an attack on each other’s infidelities and pissiness (if that is a word) at their relations LOL.
So that’s the thought of the night… Ahh love like U2 says “with or without you with or without you I can’t live with or without youuuu”…
Let’s better sing this song by Harry Nilsson when you are in that uncomfortable line of the “it is over” deal… here it goes for all of you that have had your heart broken by someone:
You’re breakin’ my heart
You’re tearing it apart so f@ck you
All I want to do is have a good time now I’m blue
You won’t boogaloo,
Run down to Tramps, have a dance or two, ooohhh
You’re breakin’ my heart,
You’re tearing it apart but f@ck you
You’re breakin’ my heart
You’re tearing it apart, boo-hoo
You stepped on my ass
You’re breakin’ my glasses too
You won’t drive my car, might be a star
I’ve had enough of you
I’m goin’ insane
There’s no one to blame so f@ck you
You can’t have your way
There’s nothing left to say
There’s nothing left to do, ooooohhh
You’re breakin’ my heart
You’re tearing it apart so f@ck you
You gotta have your way
There’s nothing left to say
There’s nothing left to do, ooooowww
You’re breakin’ my heart
You’re tearing it apart so f@ck you
Last week was a good one! My activity schedule (beside working and continuing to get my place in a livable condition):
- Monday: about 1 hr mnt biking at the Mills River.
- Tuesday: conquered Fletcher Creek – mnt biking-
- Wednesday: 2 hrs working out – shoulders and abs- at the gym
- Thursday: mnt biking at Bent Creek
- Friday: about 1 ½ work out at the gym – biceps/triceps and abs
- Saturday: mnt biking for 2 ½ hrs at Bent Creek and then 1 hr quick work out at the gym – chest/back
- Sunday: off
Sunday I woke up and went to church. That place was packed! I didn’t pay much attention to what was going on at church because I couldn’t help it to think/ debate whether to go running on the trails or just go for some treadmill running and legs work out at the gym; my friend Steve called me to ask if I wanted to go kayaking but my mind was determined to go running or the gym so I declined the invitation…
Well, at the end I didn’t do either one. I went home, had lunch, started to watch the WNBA playoff (btw, OMG Becky Hamilton gained some weight but she still looks good/cute and she is still one of my girls ahhh Becky would you go out with me? LOL), then the Little League World Series (aren’t those little boys cute… they really make me go awww), and then I felt asleep. I think my body needed some rest after all.
WTF is going on with the pager-intercom at work? I keep on hearing pu-pu-pu-pu zrrr-zrrrr-zrrr pu-zrr-iee-puie-zrr and when someone tries to page a person it comes out like a bunch of weird noises… It is driving me crazy!
Ok where was I?
- Monday: about 1 hr mnt biking at the Mills River.
- Tuesday: conquered Fletcher Creek – mnt biking-
- Wednesday: 2 hrs working out – shoulders and abs- at the gym
- Thursday: mnt biking at Bent Creek
- Friday: about 1 ½ work out at the gym – biceps/triceps and abs
- Saturday: mnt biking for 2 ½ hrs at Bent Creek and then 1 hr quick work out at the gym – chest/back
- Sunday: off
Sunday I woke up and went to church. That place was packed! I didn’t pay much attention to what was going on at church because I couldn’t help it to think/ debate whether to go running on the trails or just go for some treadmill running and legs work out at the gym; my friend Steve called me to ask if I wanted to go kayaking but my mind was determined to go running or the gym so I declined the invitation…
Well, at the end I didn’t do either one. I went home, had lunch, started to watch the WNBA playoff (btw, OMG Becky Hamilton gained some weight but she still looks good/cute and she is still one of my girls ahhh Becky would you go out with me? LOL), then the Little League World Series (aren’t those little boys cute… they really make me go awww), and then I felt asleep. I think my body needed some rest after all.
WTF is going on with the pager-intercom at work? I keep on hearing pu-pu-pu-pu zrrr-zrrrr-zrrr pu-zrr-iee-puie-zrr and when someone tries to page a person it comes out like a bunch of weird noises… It is driving me crazy!
Ok where was I?
Oh… well I didn't train on Sunday but I accomplished to finish painting the coffee table… so now Faust won’t be able to play hide and seek anymore, look at the picture he is so cute when he does things like that. More great news... I finally used my espresso machine (yeap I bought one because you never know when I'll have a visit - like if I have people always visiting LOL- that wants a espresso or cappuccino LOL) and it is great... I made me a killer cappuccino that knocked the socks out of me and put me to sleep LOL (I think coffee has the opposite effect with me and makes me sleepy).
Finally it is Monday and I am back at the office… my “to-do” list is getting bigger! And my desk is getting messier and messier… This is just bad, I am not this messy! I need to just put things where they belong so I can actually find the info I need. I am a believer that the only thing you should have at your desk is whatever you are working on at the moment, the rest needs to be filed or out of the way… Mmm
What a way to start my weekend and this Saturday. I woke up and headed to Bent Creek for some mnt biking. I was supposed to meet with Tara and other people from PAS but I am not sure what happened and I never found them...
However, that didn't stop me to adventure into the mnts and just do some riding... I rode and rode... after and hour of riding around I met some folks: Lee and Steve. They were catching their breath and we started to talk... so we ended up riding together on the trails.
It was so much fun... we rode together for an hour and a half, they were really nice... I was amazed on well both of them did taking into consideration that they were in their late 50's! I hope I am like them when I am that age.
So what loops did I do? I have no idea... Explore, Sidehill, and other ones that I am not even sure... How many miles? Gosh I really don't know... I think a lot! My legs were burning at the end... I am sure 15 miles or so...
My new found friends (Lee and Steve) are going kayaking tomorrow and they invited me to go with them... I am sure I'll do that in the near future, maybe next weekend but tomorrow is church day... Also, we agreed to go mnt couple times during the week and I can meet them every Saturday... they are always at BC at 10:15 am every Saturday.
Moreover, Lee is very excited when I told her I am from Costa Rica. She is going there on January so she really wants to get together and talk more... I am so blessed for meeting such a nice people!
After mnt biking, I went to the gym and did a quick work out: chess, back, and some abs... just one hour... but it felt great!
I am debating if I should go mnt biking tomorrow after church... maybe I should just take care of things in the house, then go to the gym, and mnt bike on Monday.
Great Saturday! Yeayieee
However, that didn't stop me to adventure into the mnts and just do some riding... I rode and rode... after and hour of riding around I met some folks: Lee and Steve. They were catching their breath and we started to talk... so we ended up riding together on the trails.
It was so much fun... we rode together for an hour and a half, they were really nice... I was amazed on well both of them did taking into consideration that they were in their late 50's! I hope I am like them when I am that age.
So what loops did I do? I have no idea... Explore, Sidehill, and other ones that I am not even sure... How many miles? Gosh I really don't know... I think a lot! My legs were burning at the end... I am sure 15 miles or so...
My new found friends (Lee and Steve) are going kayaking tomorrow and they invited me to go with them... I am sure I'll do that in the near future, maybe next weekend but tomorrow is church day... Also, we agreed to go mnt couple times during the week and I can meet them every Saturday... they are always at BC at 10:15 am every Saturday.
Moreover, Lee is very excited when I told her I am from Costa Rica. She is going there on January so she really wants to get together and talk more... I am so blessed for meeting such a nice people!
After mnt biking, I went to the gym and did a quick work out: chess, back, and some abs... just one hour... but it felt great!
I am debating if I should go mnt biking tomorrow after church... maybe I should just take care of things in the house, then go to the gym, and mnt bike on Monday.
Great Saturday! Yeayieee
I recieved a call this afternoon from my friend Brian (a.k.a Mr. Triathlon Man - he really is! he even has the triathlon timex logo tattoed in his ankle LOL-) to see if I wanted to meet him at 6 pm to ride at Bent Creek... of course I said yes!
It was a great ride! This was my first time riding with him and we got to talk a lot (which I was amazed taking into consideration that I am usually out of breath when I mnt bike so I don't talk much), he is a great guy and gave me lots of tips, we also talked about some people we know (here it comes the 2 degrees of separation in Asheville), and I believe this is the beginning of a new good friendship!
We did Sidehill Loop and had a blast! About 8 miles or so it took us about an hour or so... but like I said the best part was the "bounding" process. I won't get to ride with him next week to two weeks as he is preparing for another triathlon in Sept but then we will hit the mountains again!
Saturday morning I'll be meeting another new found mnt biker friend, Tara, for some riding at Bent Creek... Ahhh I can't wait to get out there again!
Raise the glass to Bent Creek.
Next mission: Cleats! That's it... next week I'll start my process of learning how to ride with cleats... Brian gave me some tips (and told me where I can train) and Tara is willing to show me some cleats and help me with that. Yeayiee!
It was a great ride! This was my first time riding with him and we got to talk a lot (which I was amazed taking into consideration that I am usually out of breath when I mnt bike so I don't talk much), he is a great guy and gave me lots of tips, we also talked about some people we know (here it comes the 2 degrees of separation in Asheville), and I believe this is the beginning of a new good friendship!
We did Sidehill Loop and had a blast! About 8 miles or so it took us about an hour or so... but like I said the best part was the "bounding" process. I won't get to ride with him next week to two weeks as he is preparing for another triathlon in Sept but then we will hit the mountains again!
Saturday morning I'll be meeting another new found mnt biker friend, Tara, for some riding at Bent Creek... Ahhh I can't wait to get out there again!
Raise the glass to Bent Creek.
Next mission: Cleats! That's it... next week I'll start my process of learning how to ride with cleats... Brian gave me some tips (and told me where I can train) and Tara is willing to show me some cleats and help me with that. Yeayiee!
I am so proud of myself… this is one of those “big” accomplishments on my young mnt bike life. I’ve been trying to finish this trail for quite sometime and I never finished until yesterday. When I was done I had so many mixed emotions, I screamed LOL, I laughed, I smiled, and I shed a tear…
I was so happy because I did it and I did it by myself! However, then I felt sad because the person that got me started on mnt biking is not longer with me… because the only person that knew how important this challenge was to me is gone… and because that was the first person I wanted to call and tell about my conquest... but I must learn to let go and continue with life and that’s what I am doing, I need to do so, I must do so...
Fletcher Creek was a closing and opening of new chapters in my life... and what a dramatic way to do it!
While I was maybe 45 min into the ride it started to rain, I thought it was a little bit of rain… I mean it is summer and it hasn’t rained for a while, but it ended up being a bad storm! It was raining cats and dogs LOL so I took some shelter and waited for the storm to pass by… I was so wet… so my options were 1. keep on going or 2. turn around and get back to the car. I decided to keep on going.
And I kept on going… I didn’t stop… I didn’t get out of the bike… I kept on going… all muggy and all wet but I kept on going… I found my way thru the trails… I kept on going… I took the up hills like nothing, I was just determined to keep on going… on the trail you are supposed to pass over a creek and because it rained that creek was not so little LOL I saw it and thought “holy creek! But here I go!” and I kept on going… it was so thrilling (I even screamed “wowowowoiieieieieiiieee" after passing it).
The down hills sections were killers and the most difficult parts of the ride… I mean it… some of the most difficult I’ve ever down… very tricky, hard, with rocks and because it rained very slippery, but I took them! Couple times I thought “OMG I am about to kill myself” took big breaths and just kept on going and I had a blast… other times I thought “am I on the right way??? This trail looks like no one has come around for a while” but I trusted in myself and all the time I was right on track…
I feel like a billion bucks, really! Now more than ever I know I am a winner, a warrior, a champ! I can conquer anything that comes around… It is all up to me and I tell you I'll never give up!
Thanks you Fletcher Creek! You were a fun ride!
I am excited about mnt biking and I’ll be out there… conquering more trails… I have a trails book and I am determined to conquer each of those trails. I even got a partner in crime, Brian, Mr. Triathlon Man, from all the people I know he is excited about the adventure and is on the wagon with me… we are going Saturday to conquer maybe Middle Fork stepping up a little notch, or just about any place... I'll go with any suggestion Brian might have!
Stay tune! I might go to some other trail tomorrow… we’ll see… BTW, that reminds me, I have 4 months or so before my half marathon, Holy Cow! I better start training… I might consult Brian or even Jessie, another new found friend he runs half and full marathons, to see what they recommend for training.
I was so happy because I did it and I did it by myself! However, then I felt sad because the person that got me started on mnt biking is not longer with me… because the only person that knew how important this challenge was to me is gone… and because that was the first person I wanted to call and tell about my conquest... but I must learn to let go and continue with life and that’s what I am doing, I need to do so, I must do so...
Fletcher Creek was a closing and opening of new chapters in my life... and what a dramatic way to do it!
While I was maybe 45 min into the ride it started to rain, I thought it was a little bit of rain… I mean it is summer and it hasn’t rained for a while, but it ended up being a bad storm! It was raining cats and dogs LOL so I took some shelter and waited for the storm to pass by… I was so wet… so my options were 1. keep on going or 2. turn around and get back to the car. I decided to keep on going.
And I kept on going… I didn’t stop… I didn’t get out of the bike… I kept on going… all muggy and all wet but I kept on going… I found my way thru the trails… I kept on going… I took the up hills like nothing, I was just determined to keep on going… on the trail you are supposed to pass over a creek and because it rained that creek was not so little LOL I saw it and thought “holy creek! But here I go!” and I kept on going… it was so thrilling (I even screamed “wowowowoiieieieieiiieee" after passing it).
The down hills sections were killers and the most difficult parts of the ride… I mean it… some of the most difficult I’ve ever down… very tricky, hard, with rocks and because it rained very slippery, but I took them! Couple times I thought “OMG I am about to kill myself” took big breaths and just kept on going and I had a blast… other times I thought “am I on the right way??? This trail looks like no one has come around for a while” but I trusted in myself and all the time I was right on track…
I feel like a billion bucks, really! Now more than ever I know I am a winner, a warrior, a champ! I can conquer anything that comes around… It is all up to me and I tell you I'll never give up!
Thanks you Fletcher Creek! You were a fun ride!
I am excited about mnt biking and I’ll be out there… conquering more trails… I have a trails book and I am determined to conquer each of those trails. I even got a partner in crime, Brian, Mr. Triathlon Man, from all the people I know he is excited about the adventure and is on the wagon with me… we are going Saturday to conquer maybe Middle Fork stepping up a little notch, or just about any place... I'll go with any suggestion Brian might have!
Stay tune! I might go to some other trail tomorrow… we’ll see… BTW, that reminds me, I have 4 months or so before my half marathon, Holy Cow! I better start training… I might consult Brian or even Jessie, another new found friend he runs half and full marathons, to see what they recommend for training.
C'ya!
Yes, that’s me LOL.
There is no question in my mind that I am attracted to women, I am more than 100% sure I am queer (even my dear brother –the queen he is- says that I eradiate a big rainbow flag on my face – I guess his point is that I look queer but I like make-up and try to look like a girl!)… I want to spend the rest of my life with a female partner, have a family with her, live/grow together, and just be happy ever after (I am a romantic and very much believe in love and happiness when you are with the right person).
However, my experiences on the lesbian world have been very limited… at times I thought I figured out how things work… but most of the time I have no idea and end up with a broken heart… I don’t know if a woman is into me or if a woman is lesbian or if I am doing the right things or if I am being too much or too little too pushy or too passive or what the deal is with all that mambo jambo… it is very hard, complicated, confussing, and time consuming… At times I think the whole deal is just ridiculous!
One night I was talking about this with my friends Gina and Emily and they told me that even though they have been in the lesbian world for a while (at least longer than me) it is just complicated! It is always hard to know who is into who and what is what… they pointed out that usually you get a friend and then a group of lesbian friends and that’s how you start the connections and then you date all of your friends in that circle LOL LOL. Oh boy! LOL It made me think of the sitcom Friends… everyone dated everyone!
Do I want that? It would be just weird to date your friend or a friend of a friend or ex of a friend or ex of an ex etc LOL… but then would you just let maybe the future mommy of your baby go by just because of all that connection complication? LOL… Am I thinking too much? Can there be just one person without all this ramifications that ends up being THE one? Can I just have that person and not go around and around in the lesbian world links/connections/collections? Or should I go around and around to figure things out? But I am not getting any younger… maybe that’s why I should go around and enjoy (as I told Gina – in a very kidding note-) “as much insignificant sex with no attachments and emotions with whatever girl crosses my path” LOL or just stay and cross my fingers that the right person will come but if that doesn’t happen then I don’t want to wake up one day when I am 65 alone and ask “what happened?”
At the same time, I am too much of an “old fashioned” woman and I believe in loving/having a strong connection with someone before moving into deeper more intimate levels; I like being nice, sweet, romantic, understanding, considerate, polite, the best I can be for my partner etc… but is that going to get me anywhere especially now in days? I think (and what I’ve seen and experienced) is that most of the “old fashioned” people like me end up being the best friend and not the leading role lady in the movies of life (if that makes sense)...
This Friday I had a good time volunteering… it gave me time to just clear my mind but at the same time think and feel too much… more than I expected… I saw almost all the people I know in Asheville and hanged out with them, which it is weird because I don’t know too many people LOL… I made some new connections and hopefully future friendships… but the deal is that some of them I thought to be gay/lesbian and they ended up being totally straight LOL uh? And all I had (as usually happens) were guys hitting on me… how come?? Maybe I am more opened and comfortable in the straight world that I end up with more straight friends and guys wanting to go out with me than making more gay/lesbian friends and girls wanting to go out with me LO?… Perhaps I need to switch gears and start really showing a rainbow flag or something LOL.
My gaydar is totally broken… and makes me question if I am less lesbian than what I think I am LOL… crazy isn’t it?
I guess I’ll figure things out… eventually… I have some years ahead of me before I start to freak out and end up with 20 cats, 25 Schnauzers, and living deep on the woods LOL LOL… ok too much!
Thanks to Gina for hanging out (or rescuing me from the straight world on Friday) and singing with me “I touch myself” in our way to the New French Bar… Thanks for putting up with me and my complicated/weird conversations LOL… you rock girl!
Uh? LOL LOL well today I was thinking that almost everyone in my team at the corporate offices are out on vacation. Our fiscal year ends next month and our policy when it comes to PTO is "use it or lose it" also because next month is the end of the fiscal year, I am sure it will be madness and; therefore, everyone is enjoying the last days of peaceful time they can get with their families, loved ones, or a keg of beer LOL.
With that thought in mind I came to the realization that it has been a month since my "very expensive" vacation at the hospital... a month since a lot of things unravel... a month since I was able to finally find the true me inside me and fall in-love with me LOL (that sounded a little narcissist LOL)... I need to celebrate the ends and new begins in my life this weekend, yeayie!
Couple days ago, after converting my apt in a war zone thanks to me re-finishing some furniture, I decided to clean around and vacuum. Ah poor Faust, he really got scare, he doesn't like the noise from the vacuum... When I was done I was looking for him and I couldn't find him... As I started to look around I saw a "pouch" under my bed's covers (see picture) and there he was LOL I thought it was so cute! He really makes me laugh!
Could you believe I am one of the 8,000 privilege people in the world to get tickets for the NCAA Women's Final Four? I feel so especial LOL... I received a letter from the NCAA stating: "we are please to inform you that a random computerized program selected your application for tickets to the 2008 NCAA Women's Final Four... The seating capacity for the 2008 Women's Final Four will be approximately 21,300; and roughly 8,000 tickets were allocated to the general public through this selection process..." I am so excited! So I have two books (the tickets are for the semi and finals)... let's see who the fortunate person is going with me!
Finally, what's the deal with 72???? I've had that number in my head since Monday... and again this morning I woke up thinking 72 Mmmm another of those mysteries...
With that thought in mind I came to the realization that it has been a month since my "very expensive" vacation at the hospital... a month since a lot of things unravel... a month since I was able to finally find the true me inside me and fall in-love with me LOL (that sounded a little narcissist LOL)... I need to celebrate the ends and new begins in my life this weekend, yeayie!
Couple days ago, after converting my apt in a war zone thanks to me re-finishing some furniture, I decided to clean around and vacuum. Ah poor Faust, he really got scare, he doesn't like the noise from the vacuum... When I was done I was looking for him and I couldn't find him... As I started to look around I saw a "pouch" under my bed's covers (see picture) and there he was LOL I thought it was so cute! He really makes me laugh!
Could you believe I am one of the 8,000 privilege people in the world to get tickets for the NCAA Women's Final Four? I feel so especial LOL... I received a letter from the NCAA stating: "we are please to inform you that a random computerized program selected your application for tickets to the 2008 NCAA Women's Final Four... The seating capacity for the 2008 Women's Final Four will be approximately 21,300; and roughly 8,000 tickets were allocated to the general public through this selection process..." I am so excited! So I have two books (the tickets are for the semi and finals)... let's see who the fortunate person is going with me!
Finally, what's the deal with 72???? I've had that number in my head since Monday... and again this morning I woke up thinking 72 Mmmm another of those mysteries...
This was an adventurous weekend! I’ve decided to go to new territories… This is the story…
Friday: I went to have dinner with my friends Gina and Emily well at least that was the plan… I was making my way to Downtown when I got stuck in traffic… I thought it was the Friday afternoon/night rush, but it ended up being a nightmare… I was stuck in traffic for an hour or so! At the end, when I finally made it to Downtown my friends were having dinner, so we re-grouped a little later that night. We went to the coolest bar that I’ve been here… The Skyland… it is located on the balconies of one of the buildings at Downtown… amazing views. As always, I had a great time with the girls… I enjoyed talking Spanish with Emily…Saturday: I decided to go “furniture hunting” to Habitat for Humanity, Goodwill, and antique stores. Why? Well I don’t to pay a leg and an eye for furniture; moreover, I have this “picture” in my head of what I want for furniture and my place to look like (straight lines, clean, and simplistic and sort of modern)… when I look at the components of this “picture-furniture” around furniture stores/internet they cost a lot…
I ended up driving around… went to Hendersonville for the first time since I moved here… Did I miss anything? No… Hendersonville is an old/sort-of-boring town, but they have a cute little mini-golf place LOL anyways... I was able to have the biggest breakfast of my life… for real… when I ordered I never thought it would be that big especially for $5.50… it can feed 2-3 people! My gosh… who can eat all that? LOL It took two plates!!!! (see picture).Well, I found most of the furniture I was looking for at the Habitat for humanity and antiques stores in Asheville, places I’ve never really been at before! My buys: a coffee table, end table, dinner table and the two coolest chairs I’ve seen in a while…
Sunday: I didn’t go to church because I decided to continue unpacking and getting my place in a more livable situation. I also went to Lowes to find some of the components I’ll need to “fix” and change the furniture to the way I want it and the colors… Do I know how to do all this stuff? Heck no… Even though I am a lesbian (uy that sounds weird... LOL... I prefer to call/see myself as a "queer woman) and people say that "lesbians" know everything related to home improvement, I really don’t have much “handing/fixing” genes in me LOL… but last night I managed to start on the “fixing” projects and now I am excited! Plus I can tell the ladies “hey look at what I did with my two little hands… I am very handy… don’t I?” LOL that might help me on the wooing process LOL (just kidding!). See picture of the cool chairs (well they are cool to me!). Today, I decided to go for an unhealthy lunch… something that I haven’t had in a while (not even when the Bele Chere festivities were going on) a Gyro <-- do you hear the voices of angels singing AHHHHHH LOL.
C’mon the “lamb” thing that they use for the gyro sandwich is not really lamb is like saying bologna is prime rib LOL, that “gyro” meat is full of fat (I would think it has 2000 calories from which 1750 are from fat LOL) and probably mice feet LOL LOL… but heck this woman had a crave for a gyro so there!
While they were preparing the sandwich I was looking at the cheesy poster they had of a “sort-of-Greek-looking” woman with her mouth open ready to devour the delicious gyro… it looks like the “monopoly” for gyro “stuff” is a company called Kronos. I started to wonder “do people know who Krono was?”… Of course I know it because 1-I know the most unexpected things (such as why cocktails are called cocktails LOL) and 2-I love Greek/Italian mythology.
Then I started to look at the process of how they were preparing the gyro and I thought about the way it was being done also at Bele Chere, and then I thought about prior experiences too… they put the “gyro meat” into a grill and cook it… and then they put the pita bread on the grill too to get it warm… so why is it gyro called gyro when the meat is not in a rotisserie/gyro anymore? Should it be called “Flat-ro”? but then it is called Gyro because of the original way the meat was cooked or because the sandwich components are rolled into a pita?
Hmmm something to think about…
C’mon the “lamb” thing that they use for the gyro sandwich is not really lamb is like saying bologna is prime rib LOL, that “gyro” meat is full of fat (I would think it has 2000 calories from which 1750 are from fat LOL) and probably mice feet LOL LOL… but heck this woman had a crave for a gyro so there!
While they were preparing the sandwich I was looking at the cheesy poster they had of a “sort-of-Greek-looking” woman with her mouth open ready to devour the delicious gyro… it looks like the “monopoly” for gyro “stuff” is a company called Kronos. I started to wonder “do people know who Krono was?”… Of course I know it because 1-I know the most unexpected things (such as why cocktails are called cocktails LOL) and 2-I love Greek/Italian mythology.
Then I started to look at the process of how they were preparing the gyro and I thought about the way it was being done also at Bele Chere, and then I thought about prior experiences too… they put the “gyro meat” into a grill and cook it… and then they put the pita bread on the grill too to get it warm… so why is it gyro called gyro when the meat is not in a rotisserie/gyro anymore? Should it be called “Flat-ro”? but then it is called Gyro because of the original way the meat was cooked or because the sandwich components are rolled into a pita?
Hmmm something to think about…
Today my immediate boss has achieved the level I haven’t been at in a while… he totally pissed me off (yes not upsetting… nop… pissed me off!).
I don’t get it, is he becoming a woman? I know that comment is a little sexist but… we women are well known for our wonderful hormones that make us go into “yes-no” moods in nanoseconds. Well, my boss is getting to be like that. He tells me one thing and then he sends an email to everyone (including the Holy Trinity) saying something different than what he asked me to do…
So in the mist of all these swingings I vocalized (in my office with the door closed, of course, LOL) “me cago en Tencha!” The people that know me know that I don’t say any kind of profanity, do I think about it? Of course! I am human… but do I say something? Usually no… The translation of “me cago en Tencha” is “I shit on Tencha” LOL.
Well I started to think why Costa Ricans say they shit on poor Tencha? And who was Tencha anyways? LOL LOL and why is she being abused to the point that people are shitting all over her? Would that be a sign of discrimination against women? But if so why even us, women, shit on her? Is that putting something in our subconscious that make us, women, be ok if others shit on us? LOL what would Tencha represent? Would Tencha be = to all frustration of the human race? Was the shitting on Tencha based on actual facts that were so impacting that have been passed from generations to generations of Costa Ricans? LOL LOL...
Oh the infinitive sky of possibilities and questions…
Maybe Tencha represents a lot of things… maybe all those unexplainable forces… or maybe the explainable forces that people decide to overlook just because... or logical things that we try to not pay attention such as the principles of economics “nothing is free”… you know your free lunch cost something to someone else…
Mmmm something to think about in my afternoon break.
After all, I ended up going out for my b-day with my friend Gina and her best pal Emily. Now this is the best part, where did we go?? To the only lesbian bar in Asheville, Hairspray… and what did we do? Speed dating… that’s right LOL speed dating… LOL
Gina said that it would be a memorable way to celebrate my b-day… after all, who can say that they did that on their b-day? Well, my options would have been: stay at home, eat fried chicken LOL, keep unpacking, and hear Faust mewing like crazy… or… go out with Gina and her friend and laugh at the irony of doing our first speed dating event ever on my b-day… Mmmm
Well, I got myself ready and as a good trooper went for it, of course, not with any purpose of finding a date or my soul mate LOL, I just went to support Gina and to just get out of the house. Also (here comes once again the 2 degrees of separation in Asheville)… Gina said I would meet her best pal Emily; she said she was cute, nice, and one of the few single lesbians in Asheville LOL (which it is a hot commodity). I’ve heard that name before… it is just weird that people have mentioned “you have to meet Emily,” and this is the weirdest part…
Yesterday (before knowing I was going out), I was having an email conversation (if that make sense) with my friend Liza. In one of the emails she said that I needed to meet Emily, especially now that I am hanging out with Gina, so I could talk Spanish with her. Once again… the Emily name. I thought she was one Liza's friends that I met sometime ago during movie night at the Westville Pub… her partner’s name is Allyson and that’s why I remembered her… anyways…
Liza told me that that was Anna (LOL LOL the one I met at movie night) and no… that I haven’t met Emily… because she is her ex. Oh! So last night I met the famous Emily. She is really nice… I was amazed on how well she speaks Spanish (being a gringa)… we ended up speaking about Latin music, adventures, wine, sports, gym, work, etc in Spanish… she was really cool and I hope we get to hang out again, in fact, it would be cool to form a Spanish night with her and Anna… so we’ll see. The other funny thing is that she told me that other people have told her she should meet me so she could practice Spanish with moi.
Continuing with the speed dating deal, even though Emily and I were hesitate to do the event, we were good troopers and did it so Gina won’t be alone… it actually ended up being a lot of fun… just laughed so much at things… It allowed me to meet more people and hopefully develop more friendships like with Emily!
Later that night, we ended up in another bar well known for their desserts… Gina got me a slide of cake… they put a little candle and sang “feliz cumpleños” to me…
I had a blast… it ended up being one of the best b-days I've ever had… Thanks girls you made my night!
Gina said that it would be a memorable way to celebrate my b-day… after all, who can say that they did that on their b-day? Well, my options would have been: stay at home, eat fried chicken LOL, keep unpacking, and hear Faust mewing like crazy… or… go out with Gina and her friend and laugh at the irony of doing our first speed dating event ever on my b-day… Mmmm
Well, I got myself ready and as a good trooper went for it, of course, not with any purpose of finding a date or my soul mate LOL, I just went to support Gina and to just get out of the house. Also (here comes once again the 2 degrees of separation in Asheville)… Gina said I would meet her best pal Emily; she said she was cute, nice, and one of the few single lesbians in Asheville LOL (which it is a hot commodity). I’ve heard that name before… it is just weird that people have mentioned “you have to meet Emily,” and this is the weirdest part…
Yesterday (before knowing I was going out), I was having an email conversation (if that make sense) with my friend Liza. In one of the emails she said that I needed to meet Emily, especially now that I am hanging out with Gina, so I could talk Spanish with her. Once again… the Emily name. I thought she was one Liza's friends that I met sometime ago during movie night at the Westville Pub… her partner’s name is Allyson and that’s why I remembered her… anyways…
Liza told me that that was Anna (LOL LOL the one I met at movie night) and no… that I haven’t met Emily… because she is her ex. Oh! So last night I met the famous Emily. She is really nice… I was amazed on how well she speaks Spanish (being a gringa)… we ended up speaking about Latin music, adventures, wine, sports, gym, work, etc in Spanish… she was really cool and I hope we get to hang out again, in fact, it would be cool to form a Spanish night with her and Anna… so we’ll see. The other funny thing is that she told me that other people have told her she should meet me so she could practice Spanish with moi.
Continuing with the speed dating deal, even though Emily and I were hesitate to do the event, we were good troopers and did it so Gina won’t be alone… it actually ended up being a lot of fun… just laughed so much at things… It allowed me to meet more people and hopefully develop more friendships like with Emily!
Later that night, we ended up in another bar well known for their desserts… Gina got me a slide of cake… they put a little candle and sang “feliz cumpleños” to me…
I had a blast… it ended up being one of the best b-days I've ever had… Thanks girls you made my night!
I am 30… wow!
It seemed like years ago when I was a littlie pup and I used to say “I want to be 30-35 and stop there.” I used to see people at that age married to their sweet hearts, with kids, a house, couple pets, nice jobs, and very much stabled. Well, in a blink of an eye I am that age and pretty much all I have going is the job and pet deal (a cat which I never thought I would end up with).
Which brings me to the question, WTF happened? LOL…
I am working on my issues and I believe I am more stabled than ever, happier, healthier, more compassionate and loving, not to mentioned that I am good looking and modest (ha ha joke!)… I thought things would unravel into better and greater things… but somehow this past month has been quite a roller coaster full of emotions and feelings that I didn’t know I had! (Not to mention situation happened that I didn’t see coming).
My eyes are opened in a new ways, in better and more optimistic ways but at times suck… At times I wonder and question things… to come to the conclusion that perhaps I just have to let things be the way they are supposed to be and not question them…it took me 30 years to come to this conclusion…
A month ago I wouldn’t have expected to be here today at my b-day dealing with hurt… sure I am moving on… but still hurts… I wouldn’t have expected to be celebrating the “big one” alone, with my cat, and a bunch of boxes to unpack… it is just strange the way things work… in some way, all I have is the hope to hold on for there must be better and brighter things to come.
Last night, as I thought about all these things… I stayed up until a little bit after 12 am… that’s around the time I was born… and I watched my favorite episode of Sex and the City (season four is the best!) “Soul Mate” that’s when Carrie turned 35… single, 35, and alone… asking herself where is that soul mate and how things work the way they do?
“Later that day I got to thinking about relationships. There are those that open you up to something new and exotic, those that are old and familiar, those that bring up lots of questions, those that bring you somewhere unexpected, those that bring you far from where you started, and those that bring you back. But the most exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself. And if you can find someone to love the you you love, well, that's just fabulous.”
How true… Happy B-Day to me! And thanks to those that have dropped some good b-day wishes notes… I am amazed! Thank you all!
It seemed like years ago when I was a littlie pup and I used to say “I want to be 30-35 and stop there.” I used to see people at that age married to their sweet hearts, with kids, a house, couple pets, nice jobs, and very much stabled. Well, in a blink of an eye I am that age and pretty much all I have going is the job and pet deal (a cat which I never thought I would end up with).
Which brings me to the question, WTF happened? LOL…
I am working on my issues and I believe I am more stabled than ever, happier, healthier, more compassionate and loving, not to mentioned that I am good looking and modest (ha ha joke!)… I thought things would unravel into better and greater things… but somehow this past month has been quite a roller coaster full of emotions and feelings that I didn’t know I had! (Not to mention situation happened that I didn’t see coming).
My eyes are opened in a new ways, in better and more optimistic ways but at times suck… At times I wonder and question things… to come to the conclusion that perhaps I just have to let things be the way they are supposed to be and not question them…it took me 30 years to come to this conclusion…
A month ago I wouldn’t have expected to be here today at my b-day dealing with hurt… sure I am moving on… but still hurts… I wouldn’t have expected to be celebrating the “big one” alone, with my cat, and a bunch of boxes to unpack… it is just strange the way things work… in some way, all I have is the hope to hold on for there must be better and brighter things to come.
Last night, as I thought about all these things… I stayed up until a little bit after 12 am… that’s around the time I was born… and I watched my favorite episode of Sex and the City (season four is the best!) “Soul Mate” that’s when Carrie turned 35… single, 35, and alone… asking herself where is that soul mate and how things work the way they do?
“Later that day I got to thinking about relationships. There are those that open you up to something new and exotic, those that are old and familiar, those that bring up lots of questions, those that bring you somewhere unexpected, those that bring you far from where you started, and those that bring you back. But the most exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself. And if you can find someone to love the you you love, well, that's just fabulous.”
How true… Happy B-Day to me! And thanks to those that have dropped some good b-day wishes notes… I am amazed! Thank you all!
Overall a hectic but good weekend… I really can’t complaint… as the days go by they seem to get better and brighter. My heart is getting back in place and I just feel good, peaceful, and super optimistic. At this point I am very content with my life and now more than ever I am finding out my real friends… those that have stuck with me during the good and bad times, and now even finding and making new friends!
Friday: started to do some packing and moving from my old place to the new apartment, I got the opportunity to meet the “dudes” that live downstairs my apartment… they are completely a bunch of real dudes but overall nice and polite.
Later that day, my dear friend LJ invited me to go to the Grey Eagle for a concert and to do a pre-b-day celebration for moi. Also, that was the first time I was going to meet the new girl she is dating. I called my new friend from church, GT, to see if she wanted to go… as we were talking (here comes to the 2 degrees of separation in Asheville) I told her about LJ and she told me she was really good friends with her, especially with her ex. OMG! That was funny… later that night, LJ, her sister and her lady friend, MJ, and GT appeared at the Grey Eagle.
We talked about LJ and GT friendship… LJ told me “remember when you were telling me about looking for a roommate and I told you a friend of mine just came back from Portland and was looking for a roommate… well that friend was GT” LOL LOL… the weirdest thing is that then LJ continued “so how did you meet? In my ping pong party?” OMG… let’s go back to May when LJ had a party during the Holiday weekend. I was there with my ex, AL, and GT got there a little after we left with her ex LOL… that was so funny. Anyways, GT told LJ we meet at church and like GT told her “maybe it was meant to be” (for us to meet)… perhaps so, GT is a friend and I hope this is the beginning of a good friendship… there is nothing better than make and have real good friends!
Saturday: Oh gosh… moving! My dearest friend (control freak, anal, nuclear engineer LOL) RV got to my old house at 8 am and we started to move boxes and furniture into the U-Hal. Thanks goodness my neighbor helped us move “the couch from hell” otherwise we would have ended up spending hours moving just that couch!!! Overall, we finished packing about 10ish. From there, we got to my new place and started to move things. I asked help from my “dudes” neighbors to move that “couch from hell” up into the new place. It was hard because I live on the second floor, but they got it in… with lot of efforts but it finally made it to the place (of course, I got them some beer later that day to thank them for their help!).
Later that day, my friend GT invited me to a cook-out with her friends. When I was driving to the place I was sort of curious about what kind of people I was going to meet… a bunch of Asheville Lesbos (I am always very sketchy about lesbians, even though I am queer LOL)… Would they be a bunch of dykes? People without taste? People without a decent job? LOL I don’t know like I said I’ve always been really sketchy about lesbians LOL. Well, when I got to the place it was a nice house and the girls were really nice and welcoming… they were not butchy or dykes… they were girlie and sporty girls around my age group (late 20s early 30s). Most of them were couples and actually one of the couples is getting married next month!
When I asked what they do for living one of them told me “this… hanging out with friends and loved ones while enjoying the days on the porch, eat some burgers, and drink a cheap beer” LOL but then she said “if you mean about what we do to earn money… I am a mental illness therapist that works with kids from ages 6 to 18, my partner works in the mental illness area too, that one there is a lawyer for domestic violence her partner is a director for a big child care place –they have about 200 kids-, the other one there is a clinical psychologist that works for Copestone, that other one is a product director for a synthesizer manufacturing, and well you know GT works with kids.” I was like WOW these girls actually have gone to college and are professionals LOL.
Friday: started to do some packing and moving from my old place to the new apartment, I got the opportunity to meet the “dudes” that live downstairs my apartment… they are completely a bunch of real dudes but overall nice and polite.
Later that day, my dear friend LJ invited me to go to the Grey Eagle for a concert and to do a pre-b-day celebration for moi. Also, that was the first time I was going to meet the new girl she is dating. I called my new friend from church, GT, to see if she wanted to go… as we were talking (here comes to the 2 degrees of separation in Asheville) I told her about LJ and she told me she was really good friends with her, especially with her ex. OMG! That was funny… later that night, LJ, her sister and her lady friend, MJ, and GT appeared at the Grey Eagle.
We talked about LJ and GT friendship… LJ told me “remember when you were telling me about looking for a roommate and I told you a friend of mine just came back from Portland and was looking for a roommate… well that friend was GT” LOL LOL… the weirdest thing is that then LJ continued “so how did you meet? In my ping pong party?” OMG… let’s go back to May when LJ had a party during the Holiday weekend. I was there with my ex, AL, and GT got there a little after we left with her ex LOL… that was so funny. Anyways, GT told LJ we meet at church and like GT told her “maybe it was meant to be” (for us to meet)… perhaps so, GT is a friend and I hope this is the beginning of a good friendship… there is nothing better than make and have real good friends!
Saturday: Oh gosh… moving! My dearest friend (control freak, anal, nuclear engineer LOL) RV got to my old house at 8 am and we started to move boxes and furniture into the U-Hal. Thanks goodness my neighbor helped us move “the couch from hell” otherwise we would have ended up spending hours moving just that couch!!! Overall, we finished packing about 10ish. From there, we got to my new place and started to move things. I asked help from my “dudes” neighbors to move that “couch from hell” up into the new place. It was hard because I live on the second floor, but they got it in… with lot of efforts but it finally made it to the place (of course, I got them some beer later that day to thank them for their help!).
Later that day, my friend GT invited me to a cook-out with her friends. When I was driving to the place I was sort of curious about what kind of people I was going to meet… a bunch of Asheville Lesbos (I am always very sketchy about lesbians, even though I am queer LOL)… Would they be a bunch of dykes? People without taste? People without a decent job? LOL I don’t know like I said I’ve always been really sketchy about lesbians LOL. Well, when I got to the place it was a nice house and the girls were really nice and welcoming… they were not butchy or dykes… they were girlie and sporty girls around my age group (late 20s early 30s). Most of them were couples and actually one of the couples is getting married next month!
When I asked what they do for living one of them told me “this… hanging out with friends and loved ones while enjoying the days on the porch, eat some burgers, and drink a cheap beer” LOL but then she said “if you mean about what we do to earn money… I am a mental illness therapist that works with kids from ages 6 to 18, my partner works in the mental illness area too, that one there is a lawyer for domestic violence her partner is a director for a big child care place –they have about 200 kids-, the other one there is a clinical psychologist that works for Copestone, that other one is a product director for a synthesizer manufacturing, and well you know GT works with kids.” I was like WOW these girls actually have gone to college and are professionals LOL.
The best of all is that I was able to freely talk about my hospital experience and my illness too without feeling intimated or bad about it… for them was like “nothing uncommon” like they said… some of them also have the same illness and we were able to talk about their experiences, meds and how they have helped (one of them is taking the same meds as I and also has lost a lot of weight). They were so welcoming and nice… they open their house and their circle to me… little by little I am actually meeting nice/smart/funny/same age group people that are very sincere and really nice.
Sunday: went to church… saw my friend GT and also some other people that I usually talk to at church. Some of them are active member on the LBTG community and they welcomed me with open arms and hearts… they told me about people and activities, now I am part of their circle. Also, one of them is a professor at UNCA and talked to her about possibilities for teaching… I am getting with her and her partner to talk more about it and give me some recommendations. Moreover, I am going to be volunteering on preparing lunches for the AHOPE operation… that should be good! I love going to church… every Sunday I meet more and more people and somehow I feel like some of the older people there have “adopted” me LOL.
Later that day, went to the old house and picked up more “stuff”… went to the new place and continued to unpack, clean, and just put things in place… My dear brother called me and we talked for an hour or so… we'll meet next month… if I have PTO left I’ll go to NYC and hang out with him for a long weekend… if I don’t have PTO then he’ll come to Asheville and hang out with me… I feel so happy for that!
Anyways… that was my weekend… more things to come… such as b-day dinner sometime this week with my friend EL (when she gets back from DC), meeting my friend SC to meet her new bff (best furry friend LOL), more church activities, etc...
That's pretty much it... at times you just want to say it all, sometimes you want to talk without stopping... but what if you have done that and now even though you think and feel you have more to say it wouldn't make any impact anyways?
The key perhaps are not words... I am a firm believer that actions speak louder than words... Anyone can say a lot, anyone can talk without stopping, but can they follow thru their words with real actions? Isn't that what really counts after all?
Now getting ready for another Friday meeting... a lovely way to end up the week. Overall, it has been a good week... I've been making lots of progress by actions... because there are just little words left on me to say. Now is the time, now is the action, now is what I am...
This is me today, I can't go back and change who I was before, but I can change who I am today for the today and the future... I am better and each and everyday that goes by I am better... I am a matter of choices and my choice is to be better... to take on actions...
"If you could only see
What love has made of me
Then I'd no longer be in your mind
The difficult kind
Cause babe I've changed..."
The key perhaps are not words... I am a firm believer that actions speak louder than words... Anyone can say a lot, anyone can talk without stopping, but can they follow thru their words with real actions? Isn't that what really counts after all?
Now getting ready for another Friday meeting... a lovely way to end up the week. Overall, it has been a good week... I've been making lots of progress by actions... because there are just little words left on me to say. Now is the time, now is the action, now is what I am...
This is me today, I can't go back and change who I was before, but I can change who I am today for the today and the future... I am better and each and everyday that goes by I am better... I am a matter of choices and my choice is to be better... to take on actions...
"If you could only see
What love has made of me
Then I'd no longer be in your mind
The difficult kind
Cause babe I've changed..."
This Saturday I'll be moving to the new apartment... I am excited... but with a lot of mixed feelings... I think it is logical and totally understandable, I am human after all.
Not much to say... just taking one day at the time and trying to be the best I can be... keeping a good outlook about life in general... keeping the hopes and love for myself and life going up and strong... continuing with my internal peace... and just trying my best... that's all I can do...
Not much to say... just taking one day at the time and trying to be the best I can be... keeping a good outlook about life in general... keeping the hopes and love for myself and life going up and strong... continuing with my internal peace... and just trying my best... that's all I can do...
Today I signed the contract for the new place I'll be renting... it is an "ok" place... you know me I don't need much... I barely have furniture... and for one person and a cat it is big enough. 2 bedrooms, 1 bath... the place is sort of old (I would think from the 70-80's?) so the kitchen is not the most spectacular one and the place overall looks fine (no wowowowowwww but just fine)... but the part I got really excited about LOL is that it has a lot of closet space and a big utilities room where I can put the W&D, my bikes and the rest of the sporting "junk" I have... Now in days it is so hard to find a place with extra storage.The location is good for me... right on the intersection of Hendersonville Rd and Sweeten Creek Rd, putting me at about 2 minutes or less from the gym and about 15-17 min to work... and if I could ask to move to our other plant than it would be about 5 min or less to work. I like south Asheville... it is not as fancy as other areas but it is 20 min or less from downtown and far enough to get away from the craziness. Also, it is closer to the mtn biking places.
And where am I going with all this? LOL I got a little side tracked (as usual)... anyways... when I was coming back from the real estate place I got a crave for a diet Pepsi, so I stopped at a Taco Bell (yes you read it right LOL) and got me a Pepsi. I couldn't understand the "guy" too well when I was placing my order and somehow I ended up with the biggest cup of Pepsi they had LOL. Oh my Gosh! I can't even put my hand around it!
That brought memories of the days at school... I took a lot of night classes when I was going for my undergraduate and master degrees and the part I remember the most were all those people with a "gulp" or “glump” LOL cup from Seven Eleven... Many times I would spend the class thinking "how in the heck can people drink all that?"... And now that I thought about Seven Eleven’s I've come to a realization that there are not Seven Eleven's around here... How can that be possible??? LOL
Weird....
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