arabah

on a pier on the lake, on a Sunday in February, he asked me to marry him.

as I live in a beautiful spot in the woods, in an amazing area, and always find time to have coffee with friends, watch the stars come out, or sit around the dinner table and laugh with the boys. I drive up to Lake George almost every day, I see friends in Saratoga Spring, from Vince’s house, we easily walk downtown for dinner.
I have Wednesdays off to go skiing all winter, and, come summer, I plan on having a small boat to take advantage of all those little Adirondack lakes.
I don’t have a lot of money, but I get more vacation time than anyone I know. I just need to remember how lucky I am more often, and not obsess when friends go to exotic locations. They come back tired!

..found a new one, in my hometown even. And I have an appointment during my vacation week, so I won’t have to go back to the office with too ugly a scar.

playing Rock Band count? Yah, I didn’t think so…

a long time ago, I went there and picniced alone, to help get over my ex. I cast a spell and wished him well.

Now, I am over him, and I just want to go back and make a new memory. A fun memory about how much much more open my life is now. But I want to do it alone, just for me. Friends, my lover, others, I don’t think they get it. I need to do this by myself, but every time I plan a trip, they want to come and see what I always talk about.

I may have to sneak off some weekend. It does not mean the event will not be planned and the food will not be fabulous. I will go to Venda Ravioli and buy my weight in amzing tasty morsels. I will bring a split of the best champaign I can afford. I’ll go to Roch’s for their amazing roasted garlic and olive bread. And, I think I will do it some bleak, gray day, and cast my sepll for light. And toast the future.

It is my most favorite place, alone.

for the rentals on Saturday. Vince even bought me new ski socks!
And, when I look out my front door, I see snow on the mountain.

It was so much fun, and easy, too. I’ll do this more often!

the party is Saturday. No Thanksgiving leftovers will be served!

I also want to go to London and have it completely covered by someone else!

Everyone should do this, it makes you feel better. Its amazing, but I think I’m less tired in the afternoon because of it.

Sure, it took a month, but considering I’m building muscle with my amazing weight workouts, this is a good thing. Now I just have 20 to go.

Sure it’s early, but I just signed up and paid, so I am commited. So much for being afraid to get cold, go fast, and fall down. It’s just too late for that!

now I am officially volunteering. I figure I do it for work, why not do it for fun?

I never stick with anything, and I beat myself up fpr it. No more! I have been active every day, and I’m loving the gym!

for January and February so I can take the lessons. Am paying for them this Thursday, the last day to sign up for the reduced rate.

It’s fun, and it makes ab work easy.

what might happen when you put it out there to the Universe….

...when it hurts someone else? She wants me to give up my current boyfriend, because even though he’s nearly perfect in every way, I would never marry someone with young kids (my are grown) because I just don’t want to alter my lifestyle that much. I love him, but I know my limits. And I do want to get married. So she thinks I should drop him and continue my search. I think he should just be a short term guy, but he doesn’t want to be—he wants to marry me. Dilemma! I don’t want to hurt him now. So I keep putting off her advice, even though I’m paying for it and making time to see her on a weekly basis. So confused….

Been trying this for three weeks now, and it’s actually getting to be second nature—a real habit. I like it, I feel better, and..my skin looks great.
Check in in a month and see how it’s going?

Remember how you thought it was you, and not him? Yeah, well, it was him. He’s a grouchy old man who shuffles like a penguin and was rude and distracted at lunch—not a friend you’d even want to keep.
Remember why you’re not a couple anymore. He couldn’t commit because he didn’t choose to. He’s making new decisions now, and it’s reinforcing just how incompatible we were. You were used, Arabah honey. But that’s the past, and the friendship thing, while good in a karma sense, implies that somehow remaining friends with him is good karma. It’s not. He’s depressing and boring and his life makes me sad. I’m done.