first date

msof took me to see e.t. for our first "date".  i say "date" because i wasnt 16 and his mother drove us to the theater and sat a few rows behind us with his 3 little brothers. the movie was good, but we were both distracted by the sexual tension between us.  he finally worked up the courage to hold my hand about 1/2 way through the movie.  i was thrilled, but we let go as soon as the lights went on and never mentioned it again.  we "went together" that summer, but i started ignoring him when his ex girlfriend from the previous year came home from visiting her mother and step dad out of state.
a few months later i met tgws and dated him for the rest of my high school career.
after msof and i were married, he told me that i broke his heart that summer.  i guess he got even when he broke mine by cheating on me with one of my best friends.
this memory was brought to you by my rambling channel surfing that led me to seeing a few minutes of e.t, the extra terrestrial today.

what was i thinking?!

i was with a friend in the perfume department of a major department store when i saw a big display of dicks cologne. i love dicks cologne. i mean i really, really, really, really LOVE his cologne. i dont know anyone else who wears it(its not calvin klein or drakaar noir)so its been a very long time since i have smelled that amazing scent. i looked around for those little slices of card stock that you can use to spritz the cologne on and take with you as a sample,but there wasnt any. i tried just sticking my nose very close to the nozzle, but that didnt work either. so i sprayed some on my own wrist. not smart. what was i thinking?

getting older....

my birthday was last week and although i would not consider myself one of those women who cry with every birthday and insist upon lying about their age, i really do not like getting older.  it really does suck in a lot of ways. i want to be fun and spontaneous. sparkle with an effervescent personality that just draws everyone in, but thats not me. i think it used to be, but it really isnt anymore. i grieve a little for the person i was, but i am surprisingly comfortable with my little circle of wonderful friends and my new-ish skills of saying "no" when i truly dont want to do something.  lately, there isnt much i want to do. i feel a little boring, but surprisingly ok with it. is this just a normal part of getting older? maybe its just me.

what are the odds?

who has ever reunited(peaches and herb, anyone?) with someone after being broken up for a long time?
when msof(my ex husband for those of you who have forgotten, are new to my blog, or have just stumbled upon this)and i were separated about half way through our doomed marriage, i was desperate to get back together. i actually found a book that gave step by step instructions on how to do this. it worked. we got back together for another 5+years before i finally divorced him.  i am not talking about putting a band aid on a gaping chest wound and simply delaying the death of the relationship like i did with msof. i am referring to the chick flick, running towards one another in pouring down rain, embracing without saying a word, and living happily ever after. reality? ever?

http://www.ldsmag.com/component/zine/article/8174?ac=1

interested to know what you think...

miss me?

i miss you.  it might not seem like it, but i do.  there has been nothing too exciting nor catastrophic happen recently. not much to report.  every once in a while i will think of something that would make a good post, but i either promptly forget it or i am not in a situation to write a post or even jot a note to myself to remind me of my great idea.
i am not dating anyone.  i am pining for dick(of tom, dick, and harry).
valentines day was ok. mr nice guy sent me an ecard and i also got one in the mail from him. did i mention that i am still in love with dick(of tom, dick, and harry)? 

screw edward! screw jacob! GIVE ME JAMIE!!

"When I shall stand before God, I shall have one thing to say, to weigh against the rest.Lord, ye gave me a rare woman, and God!  I loved her well." jamie fraser from diana gabaldon's outlander series

i cried.