Saturday, January 31, 2009

How To Get Over Your Man

Well, make that your ex. If you're trying to get over him, he's no longer your man right?

1) Stop going to his house. Especially at night or when noone else is home. The more you visit, the more often you'll see him and this will make it harder to forget about him.

2) Try not to drive in the area where he lives. Or at least not down his street. If you must drive down his street, don't look to see if his lights are on or if his car is there. It doesn't matter if he's home, you're not going to see him anyway.

3) If he stops by your house unexpectedly, it's alright to let him in, but it's best to be short with him while making small talk. Don't engage him in real conversation. This will make him uncomfortable and he will want to leave.

4) If he calls unexpectedly, see #3.

5) Don't find any reason to call, email, or send a letter or card to him. Even if it's his birthday. It is essential that you limit all contact.

6) Throw away his toothbrush. You may have kept it in your bathroom just in case he happens to spend the night, because "you just never know." He won't be spending the night anymore, so you don't need to keep it. Throw away anything else you might be keeping for his sake, this includes food that you have in stock just because he likes it.
6a) It is acceptable to continue wearing clothing such as T-shirts, shorts, etc. that was previously his. It is yours now.

7) If you stop by your mother's house and a car that looks similar to his is parked in front, come back later. It's probably his car and he may have found out you were coming and made an excuse to stay until you got there. You don't want to see him, but if you are looking especially cute it's ok to go in. Reference #3 for rules regarding conversation.

8) Let other men do things for you e.g. scrape snow off of your car, give you a ride, or buy you things. This will alleviate some of the frustration you may feel by not having your ex around to do these things for you. Also, it will make you feel good to know that you've "still got it" (even if the men offering these services are undesirable).

10) Try to date other people. Even if you don't know anyone, or don't get out enough to meet someone new, keep trying. Ask friends if they know someone. You don't need to try to replace your ex, just get out there and have some fun being single.

Follow these simple guidelines and soon your ex will be a distant memory. If all else fails, move out of town.

Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Dream A Little Dream

I hate this dream. Each time I have it, it's so vivid, so real, unlike my other dreams. Reocurring dreams are strange enough in themselves. I used to have the one where I was shrinking. Not just smaller than everyone else, but smaller than everything- to an almost microscopic size. The more anxious and agitated I would become with shrinking, the smaller I would get.

Then there was the floating dream, which was sometimes fun but still scary. I would usually be in a room, lying or sitting down. All of a sudden my body would start to levitate. Only me, noone else in the room would be affected. Before I knew it, I would be headed toward the ceiling and there was nothing that I could do to bring myself down. Just floating like a helium balloon. I would strain and strain and try to tilt my body in a downward direction, anything to come down. Nothing worked, and the more I tried to fight it, the more I would rise. In this dream, I always just wanted to be close to the ground again, to be with everyone else and stand upright on my own two feet. But there I was, floating in the air with no support, no control over my situation. Nothing holding me, just hanging there. I never did fall though.

But this dream is the worst of all. I've had it at least 3 or 4 times in the past few years, and strangely enough when I told my mother about it, she said that she'd had the dream as well. Weird.

I was in London having a great time with this group of people. We were touring, eating, shopping, just enjoying London. At the end of the day, I came back to the flat where I was staying and while running my tongue across my teeth, I noticed that one felt a little loose. Hm, that's strange. I looked in the mirror and wiggled the tooth with my tongue again, and it fell out.

Just fell out. I became very nervous, checking the mirror to see if the loss of this canine tooth would be noticeable if I smiled. My tongue could fit in the gap, but maybe I could wait until I got home to have this checked out. Just then, the tooth next to it broke in half and fell out of my mouth. It fell to my hand and I began to panic. The remainder of the brittle molar began to crumble, and again I ran my tongue against it to get it out. I bumped the tooth next to it, and it began to crumble as well.

My teeth started to crumble and fall out from both the top and bottom rows, and here i was by myself, looking in the mirror, spitting out teeth and bits of teeth into my hand in disbelief. I didn't know what to do! I was too embarrased to talk to anyone about it because I hardly had any teeth, and sharp pieces of tooth littered my tongue and mouth enough to make talking near impossible anyway. I wanted to rinse my mouth. I kept spitting the teeth bits out, but there were too many. I didn't want to risk rinsing my mouth and losing even more.

Should I call my mother? What should I do? I can't go out in public like this! I was so afraid. I knew that if I called my mother she would tell me to go to a local dentist, but I had no dental insurance (besides, who wants to go to a British dentist?). I was stuck by myself with broken teeth in my hand and crumbles in my mouth. I just knew that this time it wasn't a dream.

I snapped awake and checked for my teeth before my eyelids fully opened. Thank God, they were all there. It felt so real that time.

The first time I had the dream and found out that my mother had also been terrorized by it, I immediately went online to find out what it meant. Common interpretations include experiencing a difficult time in having one's voice heard (check), a sense of powerlessness (check), insecurity about personal appearance or ability to financially support onesself, or even fear of being embarrased publicly. Biblically, dreaming of teeth and the loss thereof can indicate that you are putting your trust in the beliefs of man and not in the word of God. I could be guilty of that. boils down to having something to do with insecurity. Everything from insecurity about one's personal appearance to insecurity bout being able to support oneself financially. I am not sure where this apparent insecurity lies for me personally, but I do have a few ideas.

I only like one of these interpretations, and that is the one that states that dreaming of teeth falling out is symbolic of money. Let's just hope it's my money and that I get to keep it! Anyhow, it's a very common dream. As disturbing as it was, at least I'm not alone.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Dear Love,

I write this letter in hopes that it will find its way to you. I know it's been a while, but I still think about you often, and I must admit-sometimes I miss you. That's kinda hard for me to admit, because I think we both know I'm not the sappy type. Well, I didn't think I was, but when you came . . . that all changed.

Sometimes I still can't believe that I let down my guard. You found the cracks in my cement walls and persistently chipped away at the stone until you were able to slip in. Thanks for not leaving me wide open and vulnerable. Then you left. Your departure was much more prolonged than your entrance. It's like you wanted to go, but just couldn't bring yourself to leave. I even still have some of your stuff at my place. . . Man, we had some good times. Warm summer nights under the moonlight and stars, chilly fall days cuddling and staying warm. You brought me feelings of joy, security and peace, and I did my best to nurture you as well.

We had our rough times too, which is to be expected. I never thought that it would always be a bed of roses, but I needn't focus on the negative. I just wanted to let you know that I simply miss you being around. Everyone is always talking about you, how wonderful you are, how horrible you are. . . I guess I'm lucky enough to know both sides.

And I think I'm ready to know a little more. I wouldn't mind seeing a little more of you in 2009. I mean, you made a few cameos in '08, but maybe you can stay around for a little longer this year. I learned so much from you the last time you stayed and taught that introductory class- I believe it was called LV 107- First Love. I was taking a look at your catalog and you have a couple more 100 level courses, there is one called LV 109- Have Fun with Love that looks pretty interesting and something that I should be able to fit into my schedule. Seems like it would be a nice follow up and I could build upon what I learned in LV107. I also think it would be good preparation for LV 210- Second Try.

I'm willing to make the time if you are. It would be so nice to see you again, and to have you around. The stuff you left last time, I'll keep it safe for you but it would be helpful if you didn't bring as many bags this year (but I do love gifts, bring as many of those as you want!).

Thanks Love. I hope to see you soon.

Thursday, January 01, 2009

2009 Will Be Divine

I usually end the ear off with a recap of the past year's events. Well, it's now the 1st, so I missed that. Plus, I don't remember a lot of what happened in '08. I'm a bit too young for my memory to be fading so quickly, but that's neither here nor there. What is here though, is 2009. Happy New Year!

2008 was a great year for me. I'd almost say that it was one of the best years of my life actually, and I knew that '08 would be special from the beginning.

Now 2009. I don't usually make resolutions, but I applaud those who do- those who are courageous enough to face their inadequacies and resolve to change themselves for the better. I have shortcomings of my own, and while I can't say that 2009 will be the year that I make that 180 degree turn and become the proper, put-together person who I know lives inside me, I do know that this year will be about change.

In 2009 I will work to be less lazy. That's right, I said the L word. LAZY. Coming home from work and sitting on the couch surfing the internet knowing that I need to be washing dishes, doing laundry, mopping, etc. Keeping dishes in the sink for days? No more! Letting laundry pile up until my underwear drawer almost runs bare? Uh-uh.

I will work to be more dilligent about keeping up my personal appearance. Now, don't get me wrong, I won't be walking around looking like a diva 24/7 although you can expect a more consistent level of fabulosity. Keeping up with my hair and setting goals for growth (shout out to the ladies at LHCF), maintaining my nails, definitely keeping my eyebrows groomed (although I swear the Indian ladies in town are determined to keep me out of their threading circles!). I might even shave more often . . . no promises there though! I am also going to drink more water and hit the gym to get my sexy on- not only for the cruise this summer, but for the benefit of my overall health.

I will work to be more organized. Use a calendar and personal planner. Put things in their place when they are no longer in use. Get rid of things that I don't need/no longer use (Freecycle it). Plan out my activities to ensure that I get everything done in a timely fashion, and also to ensure that I don't forget anything. Know when the bills are due, keep up with my account balances.

I will also do more blogging in 2009. I need to get back to my writing, to expressing myself. I am thinking of starting a travel blog to document my experiences before, during, and after my trip overseas.

If I can do all of these things, I will have a very productive and satisfying year which is exactly what I need for 2009 to be. I am ready for change in a positive direction and the excitement that 2009 will hold. I will reach out my hand and take advantage of the opportunities that I am so blessed to be presented with. I will be walking through doors that lead me to success and fulfillment. Oh yes, 2009 will be divine!