Lil I went out for a little while just now to get some gas and clear my head and wound up sobbing in the car. When I came in, I sat on the sofa with 80 lbs of dogs draped over my lap licking me while I wailed. Bless their little loving doggie hearts!
I got the mental picture and all I can say is.......I thought I was there in person watching you and wanted to (((((Lil)))))
Yes, being a homebody is nice when there is closeness and joy.
My guess about bf is that he cares some but not the way you wanted him to care. He has his own MO.
BTW, Lou extends a "Milk Bone" to the dogs for being your friend. I give out 9PM "Milk Bone" snacks in our house. The dogs look forward to the treats.
Lil, sorry to hear you are feeling so down. Just thought I'd share with you a little piece that was in a new mag they are launching here (just an average girly gossipy mag). It had the game Shag/Marry/Kill and the three candidates were Gordon Ramsay, Jamie Oliver, and Marco Pierre White (3 tv chefs). You have to decide which of the three to shag, which to marry and which to kill (or otherwise kick to the kerb). Depending on your answers you got a picture of your state of emotional health. I'm happy to report that I chose Shag: Gordon Ramsay, Marry: Jamie Oliver, Kill: Marco Pierre White. Which was definitely the healthiest choice.
How's the prof these days?
Fran
if we can be sufficient to ourselves, we need fear no entangling webs Erica Jong
It's interesting to me how your sich is kind of mirroring the sich of my Type 4 sister. She basically has 2 BF's now because she's still friend/housemate/pet-parent with her X but she's having the hottest sexual romance of her life with her new BF. So maybe that is what will happen for you.
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" - Mary Oliver
Okay, sports fans, here's an opportunity for the BB to come up with the perfect fantasy remark for me to have made this morning in reply to something the Prof said to me. Let me just say right now that I answered him in the affirmative, but I'd like to hear some imaginative responses from the peanut gallery.
He is an absolute maniac when it comes to design-layouts-typography. Passionate to the max! Each class is just packed with information. I went to see him in his office day before yesterday to show him what I had done so far on my first project just to make sure I'm on the right track. He liked every thing I had done, so far. He is so KIND (big requirement of mine now) and very civilized (another requirement). Cute tush, which was revealed in the jeans he wore today. But I digress.
Anyway, as the class was ending, and we were all standing and putting on our coats, gathering up our stuff, etc., he said SPECIFICALLY TO ME: "Lil, are you getting your needs met?"
Okay... let your imaginations run wild... hairdog??? Burg???
"It's not so much about meeting my needs, as it is about kneading your meat."
Hairdog, who is one sarcastic rude remark away from getting the finger for the first time today, but there's still the fertile possibilities presented in the car pool lane at my daughter's school.
