Hmmm, no thank you.

No more internet dating. I’m sick of lame pick up lines and the complete lack of… everything. It’s just sad. No offense to the eligible bachelors out there (of which there are few) none of whom live near me. I am simply, totally & completely OVER IT.I had the good fortune to log into Match.com today and see that today was the last day I could cancel my account before they automatically charged me again. EUREKA!!! I was finally free of it all. They offered me 3 more months for the price of 1… No thank you… NO. I have had enough. More than enough even.

My ridiculously large garden, 2 lovely well-behaved kids & 3 little dogs keep me happy & busy enough that I don’t really have time for it all anyway.

Sigh…

and I’d feel a little gloomy about it… sort of… if I hadn’t found the perfect message the other day.

Issy & I went shopping for our dear Grandma Blanche’s birthday and I found a candle on the clearance rack that said “Faith is hope on fire”… so I bought it…and I love it.

And I have faith. All you nay-sayers be damned.

I may end up in a nun’s Habit… but at least I will have  tried to be a good example while trying to have a new life with my kids included as an equal part to myself. I feel good about that- even if it lands me in a Habit…

Because I’d rather feel good about my approach than be happy with a new boyfriend (gag). The end never justifies the means to me. I’m one of those die-hard underdog cheerleaders of mothers putting their children first. I love mine. More than any ol’ guy. In fact… it’d take a pretty special man to invite him into our lives… My children have a wonderful father who is still included in holidays- etc. It will take someone with confidence to know that peace is possible with an ex.

I know the right guy is out there. I know I deserve him… and I know he deserves me… and its going to be sooo much fun when the right time rolls around. :)

A diet casualty…

I’ve lost about 27 pounds since the garden got going again. It’s the quickest and easiest way to shed my winter excess poundage- which I unapologetically put on after I couldn’t stand being cold anymore.  Coincidentally today, I suffered some of the consequences.

My jeans are too big, but I’ve been too busy to worry about that… until today.

I spent the day bent over, weeding. Laughing at myself for the black cashmere t-shirt sweater I had on every time I complained to myself about the heat- not even thinking about the jeans that had fallen low on my hips… while enjoying the sun on my back- and loving the fact it was easier to pull the weeds after they were tilled up.

Ouch. Ouch. Ouch. I burned my ass… literally.

I hopped in the car to run to the bank- and the heated seat in my car was set on 3… Ouch.

Eeeek. Ouch.

Time to get the skinny jeans out :)

Oh me, oh my…

My garden- this spring… before the tractor came and tilled it all up. Being single again has definitely made my garden appear to grow exponentially. I’ve wondered if maybe I should just cover half of it- and see how that goes?

Because this is an enormous field of dirt, lol :) Seeing it all flat- inspired me to make it what I really wanted it to be in the first place. Round. I’m a curvy, feminine girl- and when it comes to my garden- I like it better when it is too. Half of it used to be round- as my boyfriend at the time wanted straight rows. Granted it has worked, but weeding the 65′X4′ rows was unbearable compared to the circle.

But now it’s all mine… ha ha ha… and the whole damn thing is going to be round now :)

Assuming my arms don’t fall off in protest.