Gratefulness Part II

I made my way through the airport and subway with ease.
My bags arrived right along with me.
I didn't cry....

I didn't, instead I smiled.
Thinking about "the kiss"

The one that said, " I know you are only going to be gone for a couple of days, but I will miss you and this is what you are coming home too."

I smiled.

The business center here at the hotel is the bomb. So I will be able to complete the work I need to get done this weekend...and best of all, blog in what free time I do have, which isn't much.

I am so freakin' grateful.

Gratefulness

I am so grateful that:
I have the opportunity to work from home doing something that I'm competent doing.
I have the opportunity to learn more bout blogging and my role
in the blogosphere.
I am staying at my favorite hotel.
A digital camera just popped up. Thank you Lord.
The new website is going to be very beautiful.
I have love.
She comforts me and makes me sane.

hey there

Sorry I haven't posted lately. I promise. I will do better.

Busy & Stressed

It has been a long time since I felt stressed about work. You know that stress when you have so much to do, deadlines to meet, and so little time to do it in. Today was the first time I had to deal with that type of stress in at least what 2 years...since that old job I told you all about. So to de-stress, I decided to not do anything today.

I took out my handy dandy calendar, made a priority list and straight relaxed. We watched a movie, played games on the computer, talked and spent time with each other. Because I won't be home this weekend, it is extremely important that we get that quality time in before I leave.

I had to remember that I can't be everything to everybody and I am not superwoman. I used to try to be...not anymore. I had to look realistically at my day and figure out what I could and am willing to accomplish. Spending time with the love of my life was one of them.

Cooking Adventures

Well we cooked dinner; fried fish and homemade onion rings. We've been cooking a lot lately. It was really good too, but let me tell you how it went down...

1st I was using beer batter without beer...instead I used old bay seasoning and water....it did the trick

We did the onion rings first, they turned out nice and crispy.

While she made the tartar sauce (which she added a dash of Worcester sauce to because we were running out of relish) I started cooking the fish.

Tell me why the fish sank right to the bottom of the pan and proceeded to stick. The first and last 2 pieces came out fine... The ones in the middle literally fell apart in the pan.

I couldn't do anything but laugh...and stare in disbelief. I have never seen fried fish fall apart in the pan. She said it was because the fish was too wet when I started cooking it....

Oh well, it was still good.

The Gay Marriage Thing, Part 1

On my way home the other night, I got to thinking about marriage again. I remember when I was younger, I didn't want to get married. I didn't see the benefit. My mother was not married to my father, I saw ok--but not great relationships...mostly arguing or the woman doing what the man told her to do. The feminist in me said, "what the F* ever". I vowed to not live my life looking or needing a man.

I was content in going to college to get a degree and create a career, not to find a husband like so many of my other counterparts.

I wanted to own 3 homes: one in Florida, one on an island (preferably Jamaica), and one in the mountains.

I imagined weekends with the girls; hanging out, clubbing, shopping or just relaxing around the house with a good book.

Never did getting married seem like a viable option for me...now shacking up, maybe, but it was against my religion. (LOL, how funny)

For me, married meant being tied to a man that I would come to resent, but stay married too so that I wouldn't go to hell. (cuz divorce is a sin)

I thought about all of this in that 20 minute ride and I wondered, is there something more than marriage? Is there a better word-- a stronger word -- one filled with pure joy, lust, love, romance, compromise? "Civil union" seems so generic and unloving. Domestic partnership, that's akin to roommates.

Our relationships are not generic or unloving, and we are definitely bedmates, not roommates. I've racked my head, and still can't come up with the right word...any ideas?

It's Been a Long Time Coming

I'm PUBLISHED! You heard me folks. My article has finally been published in Curve Magazine (December Issue, page 52). So everyone check it out, buy it-- or at least go read it for free at the bookstore. I don't get any proceeds from it, but I'd like the support. Send an email and tell them how much you like my writing :-)