I want someone who will introduce me to his friends with a silly grin on his face.
Someone who, when I’m in a bad mood, knows to just let me be mad…and then when to coax me out of it with a smile, a kiss & a hug.
Someone who will let me take care of him when he’s not feeling well, instead of being a big, tough bastard who needs no one.
Someone not afraid of the commitment I need in my life. I need that, and haven’t had it for a very long time… including when I was married. He was committed to remaining married, but he had no desire to commit to loving me, or even liking me, very much. I need to know that the man in my life wants ME, with all that entails.
I’ve been talking to/involved with someone long distance for almost 2 years now, and I’m hoping that he’ll be able to come here soon. (It’s a long way from there to here, but we’re working on it)
He wants the whole shebang. Family, home, love, a life together, forever and ever, amen.
And I sit here, just hoping… crossing fingers/eyes/toes… because I’ve had it all fall apart too many times, leaving me alone.
And now, for the Nonsense:
I gave Schnicklefritz, the Toddler Tornado, a haircut last night. Buzzed on the sides and back, and just long enough on top to give him a “faux hawk”. I would post a pic, but I was not allowed to paparazzi him. Some days he loves the camera, other days…not so much.
EldestDaughter & Schnicklefritz are going to see family in Iowa this weekend, and OnlySon is headed to his father’s after school lets out for the summer tomorrow… contemplating a weekend alone, you say?
Enter tragic drama with YoungerDaughter! Roommate troubles are bringing her home for some “Mommy and Sympathy” time. A little late-night binge tv, some desperately unhealthy snacks, & some thrift shopping is what’s on the menu… along with some house cleaning.
Gramma, I love you! And the dirt pile in Great-Grandma’s yard. Hugs??
My dad stripped this of many years’ worth of paint, & I wood – filled some nail holes, sanded the top, & sprayed 3 coats of semi-gloss polyurethane on. New brushed nickel drawer pulls & nailed the lock covers back on.
I like it just how it is, stripped of artifice, with the evidence of the past still marking it, ever so slightly, but shielded from the elements, put back together, & made useful again.
Hmm, maybe some Musings among the Nonsense.