Thankful #11

I am thankful for "my boys."  Mostly, I am thankful that last night I got to see them for the first time in a very, very long time (too long).  I am also thankful that I got to meet all of their children.

mmmm....

So, I have had a crush on my ballet teacher for awhile now. Last saturday, he had invited our class to a modern ballet performance that he had had something to do with, and I saw him there. Tonite, one of my classmates from the class I take from him had a "gallery opening" at the panini restaurant down the street from me. Knowing he would be there, I went and hung out. And when he showed up, he hung out with me. He helped the artist too, but he kept coming back. Anyway, he and I went out to grab a bite at the irish pub across the street from the opening and then hung out. I had fun. He is actually older than I thought. He is an odd combination of dorky and cocky that is really intriguing.

Please note that these are the thoughts of a rather inebriated woman (which would be much more apparent if I didn't have some kind eye for typos - I realize that this statement may be completely guffawed at by more sober eyes)

I like him. We'll see how wednesdays class goes...

The Moon Is Half Full

I saw the moon tonight as I was driving home. It was half full. It looked like a cup keeping its contents from falling upon the earth. Life feels that way. Just half full. And yet it is hard to keep its contents from spilling out and making a mess.

The dating spree is still on. And I actually had a good date tonite. He is closer but he doesn't feel like he is it. He is interesting and seems both more liberal and more green than I (which is something I want). But he made it clear about a half an hour in that on these first dates, eharmony doesn't think of them as "dates" and they say we each should pay his or her own share. Really? And while charming and good looking from the front, he was wearing a shirt only someone fit should wear and while he isn't unfit, not a great choice. I don't think I am that picky, and I know I sound picky right now, but... why can't I have everything?

Right now I just want someone who will hold me and tell me it will all be okay. I don't want to settle. (right now my sister and my best friend are picturing some of my previous beaus and thinking huh.???)

A quick update...

My heart is so much better. Time does wonders and so do friends well wishes and threats to kick him the shins. I know it is less than a week but it was only a wee heartbreak. And not that it helped my heart, but he did email to thank me for the flowers, which did make me feel appreciated.

My new habits are actually going pretty well. The first week, I did blog 4 times during the week, although (reasonably so) I didn't feel like writing much last week.
Walking and journaling do well during the week, but on weekends, they seem to lapse. My flylady habits are still spotty, but getting better as I am seeing clients at my home. This kind of forces the issue.

And my crown (the one on my tooth, not the one that I wear when I am being the "queen of all i see") is doing well as long as don't grind my teeth - then it hurts.