Ridiculous Girl

Once Handsome Guy messaged me, that was it!  GAME ON!   I was 100% hooked......for the second time.   And I could not wait to see him again.  All of those butterflies in my stomach that I had the first time around came rushing back. But ....as I shared my excitement with my family and friends, they didn't seem as supportive as I thought they would be. "But babe, nothing's going to change", said my best friend, "You're still 2 hours away from each other and you still have impossible schedules. Where is this relationship going to go?" I pouted to my best friend who just poured me another glass of red wine.   "But...." I answered meekly, "maybe it'll work out this time??  We're really good together hun..."   She answered in a way that only a best friend could answer. Strong, yet supportive. "Babe.  You always figure everything out.  So I know you'll figure this one out too.  I totally support you no mat...

It's been a while since I've written about Handsome Guy.  And there's a reason for that. Sadly, we broke up. Nothing really bad happened.   It just seemed like our time together had come to an end.  The 2 hour commute between our homes along with an almost impossible schedule to deal with (his, and mine), took planning our visits from exciting to downright frustrating. There came a day when I just knew, deep in my heart, that it was time to let go and move on. Our break-up was very sad, but sweet.   We both knew that this was the best decision for the both of us, and we separated in the most adoring and amicable way. In fact, we joked about how easy our "divorce" was.  He promised to be a good guy and not torture me with 4 years of court ;)  I laughed and in turn asked if he would like to share custody of my beloved jack russell terrier Bruce Lee.  He laughed and said "hell no!  he's ALL yours!"   Aside:  Bruce Lee ha...

Continued from last entry..... Veronica On Mama's last trip to Cuba, she decided to go alone.  She was slightly apprehensive at the thought of going to a new place without a companion, but I convinced her that she would be fine.  With her personality and outgoing nature, Mama would have no troubles meeting someone knew. After her week away, our first question to her when she returned wasn't " How was the resort? "  or " How was the weather? " or " Was anyone else wearing the same bathing suit as you?? " (a common annoyance for Mama). Instead it was " Did you meet any friends?? " Mama quickly responded.   Now remember, don't forget the Polish accent....    "Oh my Lord, you have NO idea.  EVERY-BADDY vanted to be vit me.  I already knew 5 people coming off da plane.  Can you imagine?  Every-baddy was so nice.....but no one could beat Veronica". I was listening to Mama while preparing 2 Folgers coffees.  I picke...

If you know me personally, then you most probably have met Mama, my hilarious and outrageous Polish mother. If you have never had the pleasure of meeting her, then you most certainly have heard about her through my blog.  I very often insert comments about her endless advice, her fashionable style and of course, her hot red sports car.   Since I was little, I always thought Mama was fabulous.  Not only did she look like a star, but she was by far the funniest woman I ever knew.  She always had ridiculous stories, outrageous theories, and punch lines that she could never remember.....which made the joke all the more funny. And she was always the one to come waltzing down the stairs at our family parties dressed up as some gypsy goddess, covered in jewellery, and putting on the most hilarious show with her brother-in-law for all of us to watch and laugh.  And we did. With an energy so contagious, i t should come as no surprise to you that Mama seems ...