no rebounding for me

1. Feeling bitter toward the ex. I need to date and think of others. All I said when we broke up was that he didn't do anything wrong, but all I feel now is that he led me on, got my hopes up, and dropped me. Bastard. (Clearly, not on purpose, but I must call him a bastard for the time being nonetheless.) I spoke to him for five minutes this weekend. Generic chit-chat that left me feeling like crap. Why did we even date? We have nothing in common and he wears stupid hats.

2. Met a hottie Boston cop this weekend. There I was, buzzing, ready for a little rebound action. He wanted the same. I was flirting, arm-touching, doing my thing. Unfortunately, his version of flirting is educating me on immoral cop violence, discussing his republican preferences, and using the word faggot. There goes my rebound action. Damn.

3. Stepmom J met a woman at a party in Ohio who has a son in the area, and they set us up. I met the guy on Friday, and he has since left for Iraq for two months. Ah, my impeccable timing. Honestly, there wasn't a strong connection there, but he was tall, handsome, smart, nice, and he sings really hard with whatever band is playing, so there's potential. And if I find myself continually disappointed by my dating options, at least I have a date to look forward to in a couple of months. That's something.

4. My ipod came via FedEx today - hurrah! Of course, all my music is on my pc at home, so I have to wait in agony all day, but who cares? It's here! I am SO driving around listening to it from now on. Gas prices schmas prices.

5. My coworker came to my party this weekend (where both hot Boston cop and the ex were present - good times), and so as not to come empty handed, she brought me a lovely Indian jewelry box. What a doll she is! THESE are the little acts of kindness I should be focusing on - not jealousy of the ex's car. Priorities, Duchess. Priorities.

Nice Ad

There is a FABulous ad in many papers today. I'd send you a link to the article that discusses it, but the washingtonpost online sucks more than my hoover. I found the ad in the post and wow, is it dramatic. Love it.

Wait! You can read about it here and you can see it here. I recommend zooming in.

Chris Sheehan and the Gold Star Families for Peace put it in the papers and on TV. Wow.

How much do I love the fam?

So much. I was having a really shitty night. Unproductive work day, generally feeling lazy. I distracted myself with cooking and cleaning for a good three hours. Then an hour of TV. It wasn't until I was in my car, on my way to the store that I lost it. Any particular reason? No. But since the ex lives negative 7 feet from my home (and of course my parking space), my distraught mind easily went there.

Moving on, one sobbing shopping spree and one cigarette later, then ex pulls in. Of COURSE he doesn't notice me or say hello. Rude? No. He's simply distracted and has little, if any desire to focus on me whatsoever. How flattering.

So my phone rings. I figure it's Jack, since I called him 27 times this evening hoping for a smoking buddy. (He's a sympathy smoker.) But no, it's home. J and I had a nice long talk about recent goings on, and it was a great pick-me-up. Plus I think she's setting me up with some nice dude. Even if it's weird, at least it's a different dude.

Anyway, love the fam for the distraction and perspective. Always good. I wish I could spend more time with them.

Time to play the guitar

Sometimes you just need to play the guitar. Anyone? I have yet to learn how, so that's a bit of an obstacle, but not insurmountable by any means. Last weekend with the fam was a major inspiration, and I simply must learn.

My grandparents also blew me away. Who works that hard? And that long? All day - they're up at six am and in bed by 10 - they're active alllllll day. Cooking, cleaning, reading, organizing, crafting, building, fixing, golfing, visiting, praying, singing, always moving. How do they do it? I woke up at 10:30 today, went to the shop to have my oil changed, went to the bank, came home to some leftover lasagna, and now I'm pooped! And it's not even one yet!

I'm trying to talk myself into making some bread, but I may end up spending the afternoon watching a movie. *sigh*