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Showing posts with label love-n-such. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love-n-such. Show all posts

Monday, April 20, 2009

Italian Love

The Italian Market in Philly, just two blocks from the B&B we were staying in. We had one of the front cellar suites, which I think is an interesting term. :-) I hadn't been to a market in years, so I really enjoyed this. I purchased fresh mozarella, vine tomatoes, some Italian balsamic vinegar & a selection of herbs to plant back home, including some basil. I love that on a fresh, warm slice of bread. Yummy!

I planted the herbs in our porch herb pot. This past weekend I also planted some tomatoes out in the backyard. The plants are still teeny, but I was thinking about the lovely Insalata Caprese I will be able to enjoy this summer along with BBQ when my love will hopefully visit again (so he can get away from winter).

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Websie Dating (Gasp)

I'm not going to go into details.

But I'm going to say that it is possible to meet a great guy online.

A guy who will travel 24+ hours & 8000 miles to see you.

A guy who won't mind that you get lost in the middle of the night on the way home from the airport while driving on the wrong (for him) side of the road.

A guy who will hold you in his arms all night & whose kisses taste so good.

A guy who goes shopping with you and cooks with you & does the dishes with (or for) you.

A guy who loves the oresome :-) water pressure in your shower.

A guy who the children like & vice versa.

A guy who rubs your feet and sings oldies while you knit.

A guy who likes how a single Long Island Iced Tea makes you all giggly.

A guy who doesn't mind that you ordered artichokes on the pizza when he was looking forward to anchovies, because you told him they were going to be anchovies, but somehow you must have ordered artichokes. (So much similarity in those two toppings!)

A guy who makes you feel loved & safe.

A guy who makes you laugh. And a guy who'd like your sense of humor, too - if it wasn't for the fact that laughing hurts 'cause he has a broken rib.

A guy who thinks you're the hottest chick in the bar... and then you both realize you ended up in a gay/lesbian bar.

And so much more...

I'm telling you. It's possible. The possibility has become my reality.

It started as a joke. Last year during spring break I was e-mailing back and forth with my friend Jeannine in Alaska one day. I was having a hard time coming to terms with some heartache. I had recently decided that I would travel to New Zealand over Christmas. I felt that I needed a vacation to a dream destination, some "me" time. I jokingly said something like, "Maybe I'll meet a New Zealand sheep farmer. :-)" (Please forgive the stereotype.) A few minutes later my friend Jeannine (jokingly, too, I'm sure) forwarded me some links. They were links to sheep farmers looking for love online. I had a good laugh. Because it was a free site I decided to post a witty profile of my own. I thought it would be a good way to get the "inside" scoop on traveling places in NZ. That was spring. I got a lot of responses & good traveling tips. In the early summer I got an e-mail from my love. I found his profile appealing because there were no spelling mistakes, he listed himself as a Buddhist & it was apparent that he, too, was a water-sign. I have to say that I didn't take him all that serious at first, though. Two weeks or so later he asked for my number so he can give me a phone call, which he did. I loved the kiwi accent, but even more so the interesting, 2-hours-or-so-long conversation we had. Daily e-mails... chatting... phone calls... sending each other lil' prezzies... thereafter. Then came a big bummer when I had to cancel my travel plans on short notice just before Christmas 2008.

So, he said he would make arrangements to come see me & he did & he combined it with some work-related stuff... And it was a wonderful 11 days & some hours kinda time together.

And no, he's not a sheep farmer...

I'm in love & being loved. It's awesome.

Of course saying good-bye was hard. Sigh. Still adjusting again...

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Art & Love

I went to Philly with my love. While he had to be in a brainy kinda meeting, I got a morning of walking the city & slurping mocha. I discovered these awesome mosaics by artist Isaiah Zagar.

First a few on walls.

Then I ran into the mosaic garden on South Street. Yes, a toilet-mosaic. Kiwi-blokes would call it a crapper. ;-)

Awesome way to recycle bottles, eh?!

I loved looking at the details. So many little things to be discovered.

And eventually I got lots of yummy kisses in the magnolia garden. It was a great trip! :-)

Saturday, March 7, 2009

Blue

A few months ago I started a journey.

I started walking somewhere in the dense forest knowing that I will get to a place where the path opens into a beautiful clearing where flowers are blooming, where there is a celebration of two coming together.

At times I have walked the path happily skipping – in joyful anticipation.
At times I have dragged my feet wondering if I will ever get there.

Every now and then the heavens have opened up and have showered me with special treasures & joyful moments. They have kept hope alive.

I should have arrived at the clearing weeks ago, but things changed. Detour. Destination a different clearing.

I journeyed on in joyful anticipation of love.

Along I have walked and the clearing is near.
I can see it – straight ahead, like light at the end of a dark tunnel…
Yet so unclear & veiled in mist.

My pace has slowed.
I’m scared.

I don’t know what will await me.

I don’t want to turn around.
Yet I’m too fearful to go on.

Too often I have been on similar paths that ended in an abyss.

I can’t fall again.
I need to soar.

I’m scared.