Everything is Better Now

Life is So Much Better When the Baby is Home

Helen and i have had a lovely weekend so far, doing practically nothing. She doesn't even want to leave the house. She really must have missed being here. When she called Thursday (all 4 times), she wasn't a happy girl. I will have to do everything i can to increase her coping mechanisms.
Looks like we might go to Galveston tomorrow evening and spend the night and the next day. We need to be home by 9ish on Tuesday. That will mean S will haveTuesday off from babysitting, and Granny will come spend the night Wednesday night (so i can do my volunteer gig).
Wednesday is the continuing education meeting, and it is a must for me to be there, for political reasons. Then, I will actually mediate again on the 4th of August. I've signed up for 3 months of Wednesday nights after school starts. Hopefully, that will keep me busy when Helen is with her dad, in a productive constructive way.
My love life is looking worse and better all at the same time.
...worse...
Once again, an on-line hope never will come to fruition. And, working on friendship with another fellow (when i would have preferred a romance). I just don't think his emotional situation is such that he is ready for romance. And, maybe, just maybe, i could actually be of some help to him. And maybe it might turn into a romance, but stuff like that hardly ever works out that way. I expect he is a great risk to whomever he dates right now anyway. If his soon to be ex-wife crooked her finger, he would race to her side. Not a good bet romantically.
...better...
Being the bold and persistent gal that i am, i tried once more with this fellow i had tried to get a response from twice before. This time i chatted with him on Yahoo, and he actually got to look at what i look like on the webcam. And visa versa. This time he sounded pretty interested (well, at least today). He always seemed pretty appealing to me, just never showed much interest on his side. So, maybe i'll get a date?
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Life is still a struggle to overcome tragedy and celebrate the joys, but that is how it will always be. I must continue to struggle to find things to celebrate, even when Helen is not here, even when i am all alone. Focus on the up side of what life deals out....
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Putting this into Southern Belle perspective:
Let us raise a cool Creme de Menthe toast to the peaceful silence rather than caterwauling about what is going to happen anyway.
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Well, my comment to my entry in the blog.

Dear Abby, Dear Abby, my feet are too long
My hair's fallin' out and my rights are all wrong
My friends they all tell me are no friends at all
Won't you write me a letter, won't you give me a call
Signed, Bewildered
Chorus:
Bewildered, Bewildered, you have no complaint
You are what you are and you ain't what you ain't
So listen up buster and listen up good
Stop wishin' for bad luck and knockin' on wood

Dear Abby, Dear Abby my fountain pen leaks
My wife hollers at me and my kids are all freaks
Every side I get up on is the wrong side of bed
If it weren't so expensive, I'd wish I were dead
Signed, Unhappy

Chorus:
Unhappy, Unhappy......

Dear Abby, Dear Abby you won't believe this
But my stomach makes noises whenever I kiss
My girlfriend tells me it's all in my head
But my stomach just tells me to write you instead
Signed, Noise-maker

Chorus:
Noise-maker, Noise-maker......

Dear Abby, Dear Abby well I never thought
That me and my girlfriend would ever get caught
We were sittin' in the back seat just shootin' the breeze
With her hair up in curlers and her pants to her knees
Signed, Just Married

Chorus:
Just Married, Just Married you have no complaint
You are what you are and you ain't what you ain't
So listen up buster and listen up good
Stop wishin' for bad luck and knockin' on wood

Sig-ned......Dear Abby

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Ah, Paul, you have an excellent sense of humor. Thanks for your perspective!
I think i could just about waltz to your response...