I'm hoping to be better at this whole blogging and journaling kind of thing this year. Thanks to Google making things so damned easy to do it really would just be silly for me not to do all those fun things I've been putting off. Like starting my photography blog. And all the great photographer peeps that I follow...well at least some of them...tend to have photography blogs so I thought "why not? Get busy. Show the world what you see with your eyes." But that's not what this post is about.
In the continuing saga of my crazy life, I should fill in the blanks since the last post.
I met a guy at the restaurant where I work. Ironically enough, my oldest daughter dated his son in high school. He was actually her first love. And I loved that kid. I harassed him mercilessly. He is a "junior" so my daughter, even while dating him, mostly referred to him as "Little John". I always made random stupid jokes about Sherwood Forest and never quite understood why she felt the need to put the little in front of his name. But I guess now I do... since I have found myself referring to him as "Little John" on occasion since his dad and I started dating.
John is "a bit" older than me. He's funny as hell and he's completely set in his ways so much so that a block of dynamite could not change them. Yet I find him to be fun to be around and I enjoy our days together no matter what it is we are doing. He has a really wonderful sense of humor mixed with sarcasm that I find pretty much impossible to get mad at. Oh I have a time or two but mostly no. We just kinda get along. We are not racing for the church. We have no rush to define what it is that we are doing. I don't ask him a ton of questions about where he is and what he is doing and he doesn't ask me every two seconds about me and where I am and what I'm up to.
He does do a few things that charm the pants off me... He opens my car door. Such a simple act but so charming and sweet. He opens all sorts of doors for me. He takes me shooting...lets me play with an assortment of high powered very expensive rifles. AND he gives me encouragement when I blow the shit out of something. Especially when I get to play with pistols and his mouth drops open and he can't believe the targets I hit. I love that.
He holds my hand and sits with me on the couch. Yes ...another simple thing but the ex simply couldn't find the time or effort to do it unless he was gonna get laid. And he wasn't getting laid if he didn't do it. And he never did it...so he rarely got laid. And that's why we are divorced.
Anyway, it's kinda weird to be out there dating. I'm not hard core dating like the ex. But I am happy and comfortable with how my life is right now.
We all got through the holidays with very few scratches and I am happy to say we are starting a new year will all sorts of possibilities and hopes for a better life and better attitude.
I love my kids. I love my grandkids. I love my sons in law. (Youngest daughter got engaged on Christmas eve) and I am happy in my relationship. I don't know what tomorrow will bring but I can tell you this... planning it won't make it so.
You must live every day like it's your last. Try to learn from your mistakes and not repeat them. I am still working on forgiveness because I have soooo many people to forgive. But I'm gonna try. I won't have to answer for all of them when I reach those pearly gates. The only thing I have to answer for is my own behavior. So as long as I'm doing my part, they can all go to hell which is where they are headed anyway. Ok ...yeah... still bitter.
Goodnight and Happy New Year to all!
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