Happy Friday!
Dedicated to a friend who recently lost his dear companion….
I heard this the other day and thought of him ❤
“Shilo”
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Discussion Ad Nauseam
Last week I was having a huge struggle with my feelings about Mick.
I met this Dreamboat through Tinder while trying to detach from him a bit, expecting it to just be a weekend hookup. That’s not how it turned out.
After my first weekend with Dreamboat, my mother came into town for a couple of days for Thing #2’s graduation. My ex-in-laws were also in town as well as one of the girls’ cousins.
Dreamboat didn’t need much attention. He works 3rd shift and knew my family was in town so we spoke briefly on the phone a couple of times and texted a couple of times, nothing big. I paid an equal amount of attention to Mick.
Unfortunately Mick didn’t think it was enough. Last Monday afternoon he had a tooth removed and he spent the next two days in excruciating pain. I know how that feels and had spent the week prior commiserating with him about toothaches. When I wasn’t around to do that, he got upset. And, because he was deliriously in pain, he was telling himself stories that I was leaving him.
I had lunch with Mick Monday afternoon. I wanted to spend some time with him before everything started to get crazy.
After that, Mom got into town Monday night. I spent Tuesday with mom and daughters. Thing #2’s graduation was Wednesday afternoon. Mom’s flight out was Wednesday night.
It was fast and over in the blink of an eye.
Puzzle Pieces
It wasn’t long after I started messing around with Alaska that I had a painful realization about my “relationship” with my father.
I think it was at the end of the very first night he really spanked me hard and marked me.
As he was holding me in his arms and my ass was glowing red, I started to cry.
I couldn’t remember the last time my father touched me.
In fact, I struggled to remember if he ever had.
That’s probably when I started getting attached.
But Alaska wasn’t emotionally available.
Houston, We Have a Problem
I have no real desire to write anything… As if you couldn’t already tell that by my lack of writing… I have a whole Sk8cation to tell you about! I had a roommate. We didn’t get along so well…
Also, I haven’t been keeping up with other bloggers like I usually do. (I’m sorry, Friends! ❤ )
Monday Motivation: Mr. Rogers
“Anything that’s human is mentionable, and anything that is mentionable can be more manageable. When we can talk about our feelings, they become less overwhelming, less upsetting, and less scary. The people we trust with that important talk can help us know that we are not alone.” ~ Fred Rogers
If You Thought You Knew How Awesome Mr. Rogers Was, Wait Until You See This – click to be redirected 🙂
Karma Payback
image from giphy.com
I used to give Loserman money like it was going out of style.
And the fact that Doon-n-Gloom is still living with me after we’re divorced also speaks to my generosity stupidity.
I don’t know if I was trying to buy their love or just being nice.
Probably a little bit of both.
Smitten with Him 