2 be Bliss, as I dance along the road to Nirvana...

Happy Tuesday folks. A sista is tired. Too many nights of staying awake until the wee hours. Last night it caught up with me. I nodded off before 11:30 p.m. Baby Bliss woke me when she came in from the gym, after 1 a.m. I was sitting on the floor in front of the sofa, sound asleep. She looked at me and said she knew why I hadn't returned her texts earlier. Yeah... I thought I would make it to my bed but it didn't happen. I passed out (again) right where I sat and slept until 5 a.m., when I managed to drag myself up to the sofa. I've been laying here for two hours, thinking I'd go back to sleep. Nope. I've been watching the news, checking e-mail, sorting electronic files, and looking for photos of my Sunday dinner date. (We exchange photos periodically via text messages.) Let's call him Chuck. (He resembles Chuck Norris but his face is indescribably more handsome.) Our date got off to a late start, almost an hour late because of some weird GPS...

I meant to post this yesterday (Sunday, August 28, 2016) around 3. * * *  Happy Sunday everyone! It's been a quiet weekend here but today is revving up to be a busy one. After I drop the darling daughter at work, I have a date. Not that me having a date is a surprise. It's the circumstances. There's a guy I met online over a year ago who lives a few states over. We've kept in touch via texts and phone calls since we first connected. Nothing seriously romantic but everything else. Sometimes a little flirty. Well he's riding his motorcycle today and he's in my state, a few hours away. He has invited me to dinner. I accepted with the caveat of him having to drive another two hours to meet me closer to home (a few towns up the highway from me) because I have to get the child from work later. He said yes and I accepted. It will be wonderful to finally see him face to face. More later folks!

Hey folks. Happy Friday! This one will be short because I'm closing in on the tail of a project I need to get back to a client by 6 p.m., latest. I love checking out the GroupOn website a few times a month. Lots of interesting stuff to look at and think about buying. Occasionally I do buy stuff. Usually discounts for food or events like the Steely Dan/Steve Winwood concert that Baby Bliss and I attended last month. Several weeks ago I purchased discounts for our favorite local fro yo place as well as a set of six essential oils. My family tends toward holistic/alternative healing modalities such as acupuncture, Reiki, homeopathy, essential oils (EOs), etc. We don't partake instead of Western medicine, rather as an adjunct to, especially in cases of non-life threatening maladies. For at least the past two decades, I've always kept a supply of essential oils in my home. I've usually purchased them from "health food" stores or similar. My br...

Hey folks. What's shaking? Lots over here. I've been conducting some non-scientific (and secret) experiments using the guys on the dating sites. Seems like I can guess their personalities by looking at their photos. Funny and not funny because I don't like to pre-judge folks. I try hard to keep an open mind because I like being (pleasantly) surprised. But the men I've talked to in the past several weeks (via e-mail and/or phone) have displayed the character traits I ascribed to the facial expressions and actions they displayed in their photos. Maybe I read too many of my mama's psychology textbooks back in the day. Or maybe I've been watching too many episodes of "Psychic Detective"... Either way, I'm gonna do some real research -- you know, using Google -- to determine how much and what kind of data I can find about the correlation(s) between facial expressions and personality traits. Back later with more.

Happy Monday y'all. I hope your weekend brought fun and excitement. Or peace and relaxation if that's what you needed. Mine brought both. I had a "first date" Friday evening. It was a long one. We met at 9 p.m. When I next darkened my door sill, it was well after 5 a.m. We have much in common, got along well. There was dinner, lots of lively conversation and laughter, walking arm in arm, sitting, smooching. And something amazing happened: I saw his aura. Actually I saw both our auras. No, that wasn't on the agenda. We weren't discussing anything remotely aura-like when it happened. It just... happened. Initially I thought I was seeing things. Hallucinating. Experiencing technical difficulties. But I wasn't. We talked about it after I realized what was happening. He embraced the process and subsequent conversation readily but wasn't at all surprised at the occurrence. While it didn't frighten me, I'm not sure I want t...

It is with a modicum of decorum that I announce that my most recent suitor has become my most recent ex-beau. It happened in the wee hours of Sunday morning, after our Saturday (July 23) date. I thought our date had gone well. There was lots of smiling, smooching, nodding and foot tapping along to the tunes his friend's band was cranking out. Fast forward to the wee hours and once again we were texting, as had become our habit. Then he mentioned something we did -- and something he thought I didn't do but should have -- on the date. He seemed not to like my response which led to him saying something I didn't like and thought of as passive-aggressive. Stop the bus honey cuz this is where I exit. I tried to lead him to what I felt was a more appropriately adult way to engage. No response. I wasn't sure if he'd dozed off or if he was busy elsewhere but several thousand heart palpitations and a few hours later, I realized I wasn't up for retrieving what...