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Before I forget, there was the possibility for a "first date" this past Saturday. But I had other plans (Steely Dan and Steve Winwood with the daughter) so the date has been postponed.

There is a date scheduled for tomorrow night, with a different guy. Live music at a local venue. Should be fun.

I'm debating whether or not I'll do a Saturday date with the first guy. We've been talking and texting for a few weeks and it's past time to get the first date out of the way or I'll definitely lose interest in meeting him.

But I have been busy. There's also the fact that he's a bit "young" for me. We were born the same year, he seems like a nice guy, and we have a lot in common but to put it politely without divulging any of his personal business, he's very green. I also suspect he might be a virgin. (Gasp!)

A long time ago I would have gobbled him up like a slice of key lime pie. These days I need a lot more to hold my interest. In other words, I'm not interested in teaching to the extent that I suspect I would need to with him.

But then again, I don't really know this guy. Although we've had a lot of conversations about a lot of things, there is usually more to the story.

More importantly, I know better than to believe everything I think. He could be the reincarnation of Casanova.

In the meantime, my daughter and I are heading out to swim at a friend's.

Ciao for now folks!

439: Paying the Piper.

Hey y'all.

Mr. Bliss and I have been having way too much fun playing around over the past several months.

Now I'm feeling like we might be paying for our good times for the next 18 years or so.

Yeah.

Stay tuned...

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324: last night we watched...

..."Closer", with julia roberts, jude law, clive owen, and natalie portman.

i'd seen it before but mr. bliss saw it for the first time. of course we got into a disargeement about it. (have y'all seen it?)

if not,

*** SPOILER ALERT ***


mr. bliss said clive was right to be mad at julia for her affair, even tho he had a one-nighter.

i asked him if she was wrong-er because her outside dalliance lasted long-er? why is one a bigger sin than the other? i reminded him that the Bible doesn't say any sin is worse than any other. (not that i recall, any way...)

he annoyed the hell out of me when he laughed his head off at jude, when jude reprimanded julia for sleeping with clive again, when she was supposed to be being exclusive with jude.


*** END OF SPOILER ***


of course mr. bliss is entitled to his own opinion but mine was that they were all full of it.

my personal opinion: infidelity can be present in all sorts of actions, not just sexual ones.

if a husband has a gambling habit and loses every dime of his child's college fund, is that not a form of unfaithfulness?

or what if a wife has a terminal illness and doesn't tell her family until she's on her death bed? Is that a woman who has been true to her family?

yeah, it's totally a matter of personal opinion. mine is that many of us are unfaithful in many ways, at various times in a marital relationship.

the degree of pain and suffering the "injured party" feels is his or her own, to determine and deal with, however he or she chooses.

no matter what, i choose not to be a victim.

if my husband does something to cause serious disharmony in the household, one of us would have to go. but it would depend on what he did.

if mr. bliss came home and said he has sex with a hooker, i'm not freaking out about it. (i know some of y'all won't believe it, but i'm being for real.)

it's his pinga and he can put it where he wants to. i can't control it nor do i care to. he is his own man.

(and yes, we did take vows together. our's included the words "til death do us part" but maybe, like me, mr. bliss doesn't remember everything else we said.)

personally, i'm more likely to freak over anything concerning my child or my money. cuz those are the two things i'll be taking with me if i go and keeping if he goes.

any way, overall, "Closer" was a good movie. clive had the best lines, i think.

watch closely though cuz it's kinda tricky in the sense that time goes by and you don't know how much until the characters reveal what hijinks they've been up to.

not one for the kiddies.

230: dreaming my life away

hey y'all.

i was supposed to blog about this morning's dream. i had it all written out in my head, composing as i brushed my teeth and rushed baby bliss to get dressed so we could head out to the library.

now we're here and the dream blog post has poofed its way outta my head. lemme think on it for a while...

in the meantime, i'll write about something else.

we're in the library right now. (what else is new, right?) i'm sitting in the kid's section, my favorite location for undisturbed working. i know it sounds weird but despite crying babies and shushing mommies, it's easier to work here than in the adult's section. maybe it's because i know i can make as much noise as i need to without having to worry about being too loud. (right now i'm making lots of phone calls for the project i'm working on.)

what is disturbing though is the book on tape that's been playing for the past hour or so. i'm not sure why it's even being allowed. it's clearly an adult book cuz i've heard more than a few curse words and several gruesome descriptions of people being assaulted and killed.

ahhhh. it sounds like it's over. ooh, no. the guy put on headphones. maybe he got the message when i put on mine.

he appears to be the caretaker for a young man who is here with him. the young man is laying on a half-bed/stretcher on wheels that has all kinds of wires attached to it. he can talk but has a speech impediment of some kind.

initially i thought the book was being played for him. now i know differently. so now the caretaker -- who has been trying to catch my eye for the past 30 minutes -- is entertaining himself while the young man sits/lays there talking to himself and passersby.

oh my. the caretaker has gone off and left the young man here alone. hmmm... i wonder what the sitch is with this dude... okay, lemme mind my business until i see something that really requires my attention. like dude isn't back in 10 minutes.

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the dream... parts of it have come back to me.

baby bliss and i were in the apartment i grew up in.

mr. bliss was there too. but he wasn't the mr. bliss we know and (usually) love. he was an "ike turner".

a mr. no-bliss, if you will.

i remember that he was enraged. ranting and raving outside our apartment door like a mad man. baby bliss was terrified, crying and wanting to hide but afraid for me. there were two dog leashes attached to the wall by the front door. they were bright orange. in dream-inference, i understood that mr. bliss had previously used them to punish me.

baby bliss was afraid he would do it again if she ran to hide. she thought she could stop him by staying.

i guess we were communicating by telepathy cuz i don't remember hearing anything in the dream. everything seemed to be pantomime but not overly exaggerated in that way.

i told baby bliss that i would no longer submit to the leashes. then i snatched one from the wall and we ran to hide it in the hall closet. i remember feeling frantic, searching for a place where i knew he wouldn't find it, no matter how hard he looked.

then i woke up.

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a long time ago, someone told me that dreaming in color means you're crazy.

i don't know if that's true but i do know that i can recall two dreams where the color was noticeable enough to be memorable. only two...

this dream was one of them. the leash was very orange. bright. like almost red.

my thoughts upon waking were chakra-based. we learned about chakras when i studied Reiki. western thought is just beginning to recognize the concept of chakras but many eastern cultures have embraced the idea for thousands of years.

"chakra" is a sanskrit word that translates as "wheel". chakras are centers of energy that line up in the body from crown (top of head) to root (between the genitals and the anus).

there are 7 chakras and each one is associated with a specific color, among other things.

when i re-played the dream in my head, the color orange stood out. i'm not saying there was no other color in the dream. just that it's the only color i remember.

so now i'm looking up the chakras and colors in another browser window while i'm writing this...

here's what i got:



Orange:

Sacrum: svādhiṣṭhāna, स्वाधिष्ठान

Creativity, sexual energy (for women), desire, pleasure, stability, self-confidence, well-being,
taste.

Water. The lower belly.

Sexual healing, try new ways of expressing yourself creatively, dance, move your hips, practice yoga.

Sweet fruits, raw honey, nuts, spices.

since the orange was so bright, almost red, i'm checking red too. here it is:




Red or coral red:

 Root: mūlādhāra, मूलाधार

Survival, grounding, sexuality (for men), stability, smell.

Earth. The base of the spine.

Spend some time each day sitting directly on the earth. Dance!

Root vegetables, protein-rich foods, spices.


do y'all see a theme here?

my official interpretation (as an amateur dream interpreter): mr. bliss and i need to go out dancing, come home and eat all the special foods, then have crazy mad sex until we pass out.

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