Life, Family

  1. Have Passport Will Travel

    I love my job but I took today off because it is my birthday and I want to treat myself to a nice present. I have an appointment at 1:00 PM to have my passport renewed. Got my photos yesterday so I am good to go. My tentative plan is to go to England this coming August. I'd like to visit Cornwall, the Cotswolds, London, Manchester and York. If time permits, I would also love to go to Paris and Barcelona. Dream a little dream with me. *Update 11/7/15: Passport came in the mail yesterday....
  2. Pretty Certain It's Happening

    Tucson/Puerto Pensaco, Mexico trip August 13-17. Tampa FL trip October 14-20. Woo-hoo. Can't wait.
  3. Success is the Only Revenge I Seek

    I am not superstitious and I certainly think Karma is bunk. But something makes me hesitate shouting at the top of my lungs, "life is good," out of fear that I will jinx myself—that the hubris police will come cracking down and put me back in my miserable place. Maybe I am simply not used to success. It feels different. I feel vulnerable. Could I lose it all in a moment's notice? I should feel I deserve this chance at greatness. Haven't I suffered enough? I don't want to be a victim...
  4. Survivors' Guilt

    I'm a survivor. I have survived two major medical illnesses. Why have I arrived on the other side whereas others with similar illnesses have lost the battle or are continuing to fight for their lives—daily, hourly? Why me? Why not me? When I got spinal cancer at age 16, I could have felt pity for myself. Instead I decided not to be a victim but rather a warrior. I was going to live, dammit. Thirty years later, I remain cancer free. I have a few scars—battle wounds—but I am walking and...
  5. Dreaming of Red

    Waiting for my tomatoes to turn red is like watching paint dry—it seems to be taking forever. Sid has over thirty tomatoes. Penny has over forty. I can't even count them all. I've tried but I lose track. There are so many clustered together. But they are all green. Some are quite large. Looks like they are full size. As soon as they start to get a little orangeish at the bottom they are good to go. It usually takes about seven days for them to fully ripen on the vine once they start. I...
  6. The Unanswered Moz Questions

    There is a new Moz book being released in May that claims to have the answers to all my questions. Preposterous. Think it will answer these? When was the last time Moz ate cheese? Does Moz still wear leather shoes? Does he read the forums at Morrissey-Solo? What does he think of the phrase cheese is murder? Did Moz have a crush on Johnny? Did he sleep with Johnny? Is Morrissey really bi? Is Damon bi? Did Moz sleep with Tina? What does Tina think about the less than flattering...
  7. True Love

    Just got home and checked my email. This was in my inbox. I have the best mom ever. To be loved and cherished by a person who is so amazing is truly a gift.
  8. Food Swap

    I'm craving cabbage. It has been three days since my last fix. What a strange thing to be addicted to, right? At least it is healthy. So anyhow, I'm sitting here wishing I had a big head to fry up for lunch. I could go to the market and buy one. Too bad I just couldn't trade a can of pinto beans or other pantry item I don't really want or need for it. This gave me an idea. Would there be a community interest in a food/service swap of sorts in my area? No money would be exchanged. Food...
  9. Brutally Honest

    Bad personality traits/characteristics: stupidity, ineptness, laziness, incompetence, unresourcefulness. Which traits stand out in this exchange between myself and a PoF guy? So, a few days ago, I receive this message from a guy who lives a few hours south of me—outside of Phoenix: Hi where is Sedona az I don't reply because he has exhibited these traits: ineptness, incompetence, laziness, and unresourcefulness. Today, I get another message from him: You don't like me none?? My reply...
  10. Chasing Brett

    When I was fourteen years old, I fell in love for the first time with a boy named Brett. He was fifteen, handsome, and tall, with silky black hair. He looked a bit like a muscular Steve Perry—frontman for the band, Journey. At the end of the summer—that summer of my first love—Brett and his family moved to Florida. I never saw him again. Brett and I never kissed or even dated. Too many obstacles kept us from hooking up. First off, he was my boyfriend Scott's best friend. They had been...
  11. Tomato Blasphemy, Gardener Weeping!

    Was just at my local market. Look at what I came across... That is right. Large tomatoes selling for 3 lbs for 99¢! I couldn't resist buying a bunch... All these for $1.37! Look at my small tomato perched on top. Going price for mine? Four dollars a pound. Enough to make this gardener weep. Next season, I am growing heirlooms. So the taste will definitely trump the market varieties'. But how will Penny's tomatoes stack up against these large market tomatoes? I will let you know later...
  12. Smile, It's Selfie Saturday!

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  13. Dogs Bite

    It is no secret that I hate dogs. I mean really hate them. I'd never purposely be cruel to a mild-mannered dog. But I certainly wouldn't go out of my way to be kind to one or make any effort to save one from, say, drowning. I honestly don't know anyone who likes them less. Would I watch my parents dog if there were an emergency? Yes. That is the kind of sacrifice one makes for the people he or she loves. One of the reasons I detest this type of animal is because they are dangerous. Not...
  14. People Change

    People can change. I often hear and read others claim that people can't change: a zebra doesn't change its stripes; a leopard doesn't change its spots. This is false. I know. Because if even one person can change, it renders that statement invalid. I am that one person. Ten years ago I was sixty-seven pounds. Not dead; certainly not living. I was in the deepest throes of full-blown depression and anorexia. All my energy was spent surviving—barely—to be a good enough mom to my son. I...
  15. Insanity

    Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again but expecting different results. Posting here with the expectation that I will not be harassed, trolled, or steamrolled by idiots is insane. It's the same song and dance every time. Post; cue the trolls; fend off character assassinations that have nothing to do with the contents of my posts. I must be insane. Because for some reason I keep thinking that things will be different from the way they are. That I will be able to have a...
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