Well I survived another Valentine's day. I heard from friends, associates and pals. I baked heart shaped cakes and encouraged love all around. Even though mine appears to have vanished behind that macho stuff "I don't celebrate, I celebrate everyday"...blah blah blah, anyhoo, I cooked that nice italian meal, had a glass of moscato and chocolate and enjoyed getting some serious r & r, my son's school celebrates "Black Love" day, so I was busy till I wasn't. i settled for a nice evening of the Olympics where I, who have no skiing ability whatsoever, was excited watching the skiers hit those slopes, yeah I imagined it was me, I saw me in the downhill, beating all competition and in the speed skate. Yes i had a good weekend.
IT WAS A GOOD WEEKEND
This was a good weekend, summer fun fest, bbq cook out and games for all, the only thing missing was ...you know, but as long as I avoid sad songs and sappy movies, I should be okay, my legs hurt, my accupressure gal says it's cause I'm worried about a man, could be, yea it is. It's been a while. Meanwhile back at the ranch I'm resisting temptation to call an ex, or get involved with the next. I'm giving me some me time, trying create a new career for me, that pays well, I'm good at what I do and somewhere somebody will pay me well for it, then I can get some new digs to live in and watch my babies grow well. So I've outlined my goals and other than a good dye job to my hair and keep exercising to avoid the broken heart= fatty food syndrome, I plan to meditate with God, and do what I always do..keep movin.
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