First kisses are GOOD....

'nuff said.

First date with Bill...GOOD...

A good date. Talked for nearly five hours: ate dinner, saw Christmas lights, showed each other our favorite kids books at a Barnes and Noble (or was it Borders?) and slurped coffee and hot cocoa at Steak-n-Shake. He emailed me this morning and said he is looking forward to a second date soon. Me too.

And...my friend David. I was thinking 33 is too young. I'm thinking now, maybe not. Maybe I'm holding Brad's moral flaws against all the younger guys out there. I really like spending time with David - we can talk for hours. He's seems pretty mature to me.

And...well, I didn't think I was a butt girl. But I've been, ah, noticing male rumps lately, clad in khaki's, jeans, whatever. It seems, ah, that they're all good. Maybe it's just a thirties thing.

Dating is FUN!

I'm having a great time! This past weekend I went out with Dan on Saturday night, we went to Dave & Buster's (my first time there.) Had a good meal, fun teasing conversation, and played some games (I was the trivia queen for at least three rounds) and there was some touching going on...a hand on the shoulder here, legs pressed together there...who knows, he might even go for a kiss next date! He's 6'4", so not sure how easy that will be...I don't think I've ever kissed someone that tall.

I'm getting ready to meet Bill, a good match from the sounds of it. We're both musicians, playing the same kind of music, both attend non-denominational churches. And he's a HUNK. He's even taller, 6'5". Is God trying to tell me to wear heels? Yikes.

I've been talking to a couple guys, as well. One of them, David, is going to attend service at my church this coming Sunday. I really enjoy talking with him, he's a very funny guy. But a little young, I think. Still, good to have a friend.

And who knows with Gary. I'd love to fit him in! Holding hands was extremely nice on our date, and the thought of kissing him has crossed my mind a couple (hundred) times....

None of these "dates" are anywhere NEAR serious, though... so that doesn't make me a player, does it? I don't want to be a player, I just don't want to say "ok, you're the one" before I know a guy really well. And I want to take time to get to know a guy really well. So why should I sit at home when I'm not with a guy before I get to know him really well, huh?

I'm not a player! I'm not! (Hear that John? Heh, is the 30th a "date" for us? HMMM? You know, you were the only boyfriend I had that I never kissed...ok, not really, we'll say you were the only guy I was really into that I never kissed. Unless you count Shaun Cassidy. It's not too late, Shaun!)

What I woke up to this morning:

We had quite the ice storm rumble through our region last night and this morning...power was out for about 19 hours and so was our phone...good enough excuse to pile on the blankets and take a nap!

It's official today!

I am now a divorced woman.

God help us all.

Hussy?

I had a lunch date today. That's two dates with two different men in one week. Does that make me a hussy? I've never dated more than one person at a time, so this is a brand new experience for me. I don't think it will be like the old time movies/books where two different men ask the lady to marry them, and she has to decide: I think that if you're that serious, you should be dating only ONE. But at the beginning, when you're just getting to know each other, is there anything wrong with more than one casual date at a time?

Onto breaking news: I'm going to the lawyer with Brad tomorrow to sign the papers in front of their notary public! Then, all my lawyer does is take the papers to the judge, the judge signs off, and it's official: I'll be divorced. And needing to pay a lot for health insurance, so somebody give me a job! :)

I'll end up missing my computer art studio class to do this tomorrow, but it's worth it. Let's get this OVER WITH.

And my daughter has decided we need to stretch together in the morning, right when we wake up. Since I tried doing the splits, and got pretty close, it has become her mission to get me flat on the floor. Me, I'd rather just snuggle with her for five minutes in my bed, but heh, quality time is quality time, whatever you're doing. Go, rah. Sis and a boom and a bah.

B.H.H.S.

I had a date last night. A date gone very well. Although it was a first date, it was more than a coffee and "so, what do you do?" kind of date, because we had logged in some serious phone hours previous. Besides the obvious looking VERY forward to date numero dos, my other thoughts on the date:

BIG. HUGE. HONKIN'. SIGH.

I'm lazy: this is stolen from an email to a friend...

My jury reporting date for the United States District Court has been cancelled! They will notify me if I will be needed to serve for any of the remainder of my jury reporting term. They thank me for my willingness (???) to serve on the United States District Court Jury. They ask me to press "1" to hear these instructions again.

Which means...I don't have to have any absences from school, and pay more in childcare than I'd get paid by the U.S.D.C.

Still...serving on an OJ'ish type jury...coulda been a moneymaker. :)

Wish me luck!

Well, I have a, not exactly a job interview, but one of those staffing services interview thing-a-majobs, where they time my ten key and see if I can type backwards and other such essentials. Loads o' fun. They seemed confidant they could work around my school time, and my kids time. I've already turned down a job that would have had me working 4-8pm Mon. - Thurs. I'd never see my kids that way. I'm confidant God will work this out for me, as long as I keep putting one foot in front of the other. He's taken such good care of me and the kids, how could I not trust in Him?
Besides, since the job is simply to pay for health insurance for me...I'd rather be insurance-less than be married another minute. And again, God will take care of me, insurance or not. But I'm aiming for the insurance. :)

Hmm....not much to say.

So.... there.