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Look, Ma! SBD is growing up

Men are such funny creatures. God bless 'em. Do they really know what it is they want?

Side Salad is out of the picture darlings. Funny, fickle man that he is. A part of me is a little sad, but the other half is feeling better in day-three of Salad detox. Being the persistent, never-say-die girl that I am, it's hard to step back out of the moment and look at a situation objectively. But now that a little time has passed, I'm realizing how much better it is to walk away with a little bit of quiet grace, rather than harangue him about how his words don't match his actions.

It feels good, if a little lonely.

But the job is going well and the weather is warming up. The weekend was spent landscaping and gardening, movies with the kid. So everything is fabulous. SIL and I have started working out in the mornings to Billy B|@nk$ Boot Camp. Man, that man can sweat! Gross.

And best of all, I'm not letting this little set-back in the heart department bog me down. I'm out there, being my fabulous self and staying open to the things that come. Just maybe a little wiser about how to go about doing this thing.

9:41 pm - 06.02.08
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