Trinidad – arrival and nap time

Arg! Plane left at 11:50pm and we arrived in Trinidad around 5am or so. The airport is blissfully air conditioned but I’m grumpy, read an excellent book on the flight down (shameful secret – loving Brother Cadfael mysteries) and didn’t sleep at all! Dad putters and keeps telling me incorrect information “go find the bags,Continue reading “Trinidad – arrival and nap time”

Another date, this time AGO

Ok, so second date – he contacted me Friday night, after dinner and asked if I wanted to do something on Sunday. I replied in the affirmative and, after receiving a list of suggested activities, suggested my own – checking out an exhibit at the AGO. He obviously checked it out and asked if IContinue reading “Another date, this time AGO”

Friday night – meeting someone I’ve never met before

Ok, so, online dating is all well and good, but the “dating” part only comes into play when you actually meet the person in real life – if you don’t actually meet, you aren’t “dating”, you are pen pals. I like pen pals, but if I wanted a pen pal, I’d join a site toContinue reading “Friday night – meeting someone I’ve never met before”

The Eye of the Beholder

Confession time: I’m online dating and dating in real life. The human heart is capable of many emotions at once – it is…ambivalent. So, although broken, it is open and ready to give and receive love. I recognize the juxtaposition of these conflicting states of the heart. I figure my heart and I will learnContinue reading “The Eye of the Beholder”

Neuroplasticity and Managing Depression

This recent upset, break-up, ending of a romantic relationship has made me take a hard look at some of the things I say and do – re-evaluating of the person narrative. I think I’ve written about how I’ve been bingeing on articles about surviving a broken heart but I’ve also been reading articles about howContinue reading “Neuroplasticity and Managing Depression”

The Things We Never Did

He never bought me flowers. Not even after a fight, because we never fought, not even at the end. At the end it was just, The End. By text. I never bought him flowers either. On our second date he picked a flower from a pot on the sidewalk and gave it to me, IContinue reading “The Things We Never Did”

Secrets and Lies

I’m keeping secrets again. I’m not embarrassed by this secret, only, this time, the secret would hurt. They, if known, would cause damage to relationships and reputations. But. Keeping this secret has made me into a liar. I’m dissembling to some of my favourite people, telling stories to distract and point them in directions otherContinue reading “Secrets and Lies”