I boogied down the road to Holly’s and completely and totally blew off blogging for a few days. But never fear, I’m back 🙂 I’m trying to help her adjust to the area, and to being a housewifey, but I think she’s rejecting it (the housewife part at least). While here, we stocked her cabinets, surfed the personals (Yes, I placed one) and hung out. I’m sitting here trying to type my blog entry, make a chore list for when we get home, and make a grocery list as well.
Yes, I said I placed a personals ad. I have 3 kids and don’t do the church thing. Ya gotta start somewhere. And don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll be reading about every single excruciating date. Why excruciating? Uhm…lessee – it’s been *ponders* 6 years? or something like that since I went on a date. I was living with/married to my first husband for 4 years, then we separated and I met Dan’s dad and we were together for 2 1/2 years or so. Dan’s dad and I didn’t really “date” – we pretty much skipped that part. We had an online relationship that we tried to convert to reality. Obviously it didn’t work all that well.
OK, off to finish packing the van so we can go home.