Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Happy-but neglecting my blog

Hello fellow bloggers.

I know, I am so bad, but at least I do blog from time to time, unlike someone else we all know and love.

I am very happy with my new life. As you probably know I have met someone and we have allot of fun together. It is fun but very scary at the same time. We have allot in common which feels very weird to me. Everything we do together we have a blast, there is allot of humor in our relationship and I find that we are constantly laughing about one thing or another. So this new life that I am forming is starting to blossom a bit more.

I have been very busy with my social life, as you can see, but I also got a part time job in the evenings which I have been trying to do for some time, and finally got one. I am working at Coldwater Creek, which is one of my very favorite places to shop, and the 40% discount doesnt hurt either. So right now I am trying to balance the gym with job #1 and job#2.

I promise I will get better at blogging.

Monday, August 22, 2005

Still on Track

I hadnt really realized how long it had been since I blogged, until Adolph yelled at me via e-mail. Yes it is possible to get yelled at in an e-mail. You all know.

So I dont want to be like Dan, and not blog. So I wanted to send an update on what has been going on.

I am still on track on my working out, I am still not pushing it as hard as I should. My life has been very consuming. All is ok on the divorce front. Ron has been very pleasant. So that part is going very well. He has even moved into his own apartment and seems to have given up on thinking he will move in with me. Apparently he is heavy into his therapy, and according to him has been seeing another specialist to deal with his recent threats to me.

So I promise to not leave my blog hanging as I have recently, and be better about posting. I will be be more detailed on what my working out entails later.

thank you friends for your patience.

Monday, August 08, 2005

Crazy Soon to be Ex

Ok, so I know I have been MIB (missing in Blog) but here I am with an update.

The divorce has been filed, papers served and all was well... until last night. I have some death threats, yes, death threats that he left on my voice mail, both work and cell, yes I have saved them. He also called my daughter and told her that he wishes I would die, and that he would like to strangle me. Last week, after he "dropped" his keys conveniently by my left rear tire and took a few extra seconds "finding" them, I had a blowout going 65 miles an hour on highway 36, of course that I cannot prove but I am very suspicious. After he left me multiple I am sorry voice mail messages this morning, he has not called. This is a prime example of his behavior and one of the many reasons why I have left. Sounds like restraining order time.

But other than that, my workout is still going strong, but not as strong as I would like it. I am stepping it up this week though.

don't I lead a fun and adventurous life??

Monday, August 01, 2005

The journey continues…

As the two friends continued on their quest, others joined them. Some blogged, some did not. The members of the rag-tag tribe were held together by those who did blog, and particularly by the two friends who had begun the journey together. They became the spiritual leaders of the quest.

One of the two leaders was sidelined. It doesn’t matter why, it doesn’t matter when, it only matters that it happened. The tribe felt this loss profoundly.

Like Arthur, left by Merlyn; like Peter, abandoned by Jesus; nay, like Mick Jagger when Keith Richards is on a bender, no one felt Dan’s absence more than the tribe’s other leader, and the tribe itself could sense the shifting of a great burden. It adjusted its collective feet and waited, with baited breath.

When will Dan blog again?

It would not do to consider that he might never return. This hideous thought, although occasionally whispered, was never uttered aloud. To do so would be sacrilegious.

The tribe sought him out. Individually, they reached out to him, isolated, on a mountain where he had retreated with one favored tribe member for solace. He answered them only in riddles, in metaphors that meant nothing to them, and all turned away, blinking back tears, or defiantly letting them course down their cheeks.

His return will heal the tribe’s gaping wound and stem the flow of uncertainty.

Much time has passed.

Still, the question is unanswered.

When will Dan blog again?