partay!

Although the divorce is still not final, I was not about to cancel my party, and as I have said, I am done with this craziness. I've never had a party just for me and I would definitely recommend it! Saturday was a beautiful day, very warm. With my friends and family in attendance, I was definitely feeling the love.

My friend Stacy even flew down from Virginia just to come to my party and nephew Nat and sisterfriend, Sarah, drove down from Stuart. I wanted to give a little speech and I started to rehearse it in my head when I walked the girls the morning of . . . I want to specially thank my Mom and Dad for their unconditional love and support, my friend Stacy for making me see the reality of my situation, my nieces and nephews for continuing to love me, my friends Sue and Gloria for letting me vent practically every time I see them, Lu and Tom for including me in their lives, my BFF, Leslie, my friends Donnagaye, Florence, Lenore . . . well the list just went on and on and on and on (I can hardly believe my good fortune btw, to have such lovely people in my life) and I would have been talking all day long. So, instead of a speech I just basked in the day.

Thank you, Gary, for stepping up. You is the man!

Thank you, Patrick, for this glorious food. Perfect.

Thank you everybody, for your love and support. Thanks for a super fabulous party!!

A bright start to the morning!

Obtained fecal samples for the girls this morning. Woohoo!  Off to the vet.

The grandbabies

I was looking at my pictures on i-photo this morning (and how I miss my Kodak app) and reliving the visit with my nieces and nephews and great-nieces and nephews. I loved every single moment with them. Here are a few shots from their visit:

Getting back on track

I stayed up in Miami last night as I was expecting to go to court today. It was a luxury to stay in bed this morning, not having two little wet noses telling me to get up and out. I spent most of the night with Eckhart Tolle, who I providentially packed in my bag yesterday.

I see now that I have gotten off track in the past few months, allowing this divorce and everything it entails - past and future - to derail me. I have surrendered once again to victimhood, letting it define me. Well, I am not a victim.

Tolle says, and I paraphrase, that when you are present and your attention is fully in the now, that presence will flow into and transform what you do. There will be quality and power in it. He says when you are present and doing what is not primarily a means to an end (money, winning, divorce, etc.) but fulfilling in itself, there is joy and aliveness in what you do, and of course, that you cannot be present unless you become friendly with the present moment. That is the basis for effective action, uncontaminated by negativity.  And I, my friends, have been contaminated by negativity and it is my own damn fault.

So, I will go home with a light heart, accepting what is and being open to whatever happens. Thanks all, for your words of love and support. I am so very lucky to have you in my life. Really, I could not wish for more.

So, my husband jetted into Miami this morning, vowing to "stay in Miami until everything is done." Then he proceeded to put an end to the final hearing that was to happen tomorrow.  Again. What a prince.




On a lighter note, I'll fill you in on the happy happy week with my family soon. I cried when they left!

Happy Zia!

Look who came to my house yesterday! My family is here for Spring Break - more expected later today so stay tuned . . .

Back online!

So, my mum and dad came through again. They called their neighbor in Ann Arbor and had him send my dad's old Mac for me to use. Just in time as I was on the verge of a nervous breakdown (so what else is new?)! It is old and fat and slow but hey! It happens to the best of us, right? Right?

I just finished this sweet little bag, a backpack for Karen. I'm loving this fabric! How cute is that?

This guy paid us a visit the other day. Lucy about had a heart attack trying to get to him before he could fly off. Had to be four feet tall.

And, Jan and Rob and my mom and dad paid me a visit yesterday so we had four labs in the pool (which is about four too many.) Craziness ensued but Dad was loving every minute of it. He said to me, what would we do without our labs? To which I replied, um sleep in?
A big

to Mother and Daddy for the use of the computer!!!!!!!

I will miss your sleek and shiny silver jacket,
Your open face, so full of wisdom, humor and advice.
The music, the movies . . . all of these too.
I will miss confiding in you,
My MacBook Pro.

I have murdered my MacBook and seriously wounded my ipod touch. All it took was a little peppermint tea, spilled on the countertop. I went up to the Apple Store where my MacBook got last rights and my ipod, a poor prognosis.
And I. am. going. crazy.
OMG, are you aware of how much we depend on technology? Take this morning. What is the weather forecast? No weather.com so I don't know. How do I get to the address in Tavernier?  No mapquest so I don't know. How is my Dad, my sister, my friend? No email so I don't know. How do I spill my guts? No blog!  arrghghgh
And, I can't afford a new computer. sigh

    RIP    

Here we go again

So, this afternoon my court date was changed yet again. It is just unbelievable, isn't it. My original court date was November 15th. The most recent, March 8th. And, I don't know how many false alarms in between. It is exhausting to live with this hanging over my head, always thinking maybe tomorrow, maybe next week . . . I have been in limbo, desperately trying to stop reliving the past, yet unable to move forward. While my goal has been to live in the Now, I'm not so sure the now is the place for me either. My new date - at the risk of jinxing it - March 22nd.

Why is he doing this to me? That is a mystery. Weeks ago, I signed over my share in our house in Maine, my beloved home on the Little River. He plans to sell it. Has he signed over the cabin to me? No. My car, which is in his name? No. My share of money? No. Yet my health insurance and car insurance have been cancelled. How efficient. My name is on a mortgage and a joint checking account I can't use.

Let's weigh this, shall we?

Wife:     No house, no car, no money, no court date.

Husband:     Has to live with himself.

Yay for me!  I win!!






from Dylan:
I see my light come shining
From the west unto the east
Any day now, any day now,
I shall be released.

Well, yesterday was a banner day. After a totally boring hospital auxiliary luncheon (the annual safety lecture), my Mom, my BFF and me went on over to Tropical Optical to help Mom make the transition to a new pair of sunglasses. Now, let me tell you why this is so huge. My mom has been wearing the same pair of sunglasses for 30+ years!!!!! I swear I am not making this up. Those things have gone in and out of fashion about 6 times (and yes, they are currently way out.) They are hideous glasses and make my beautiful mother look like an owl. Awful. So, I was prepared for a fight but we settled on a pair of Jimmy Choo's (!), she whipped out her RX and a credit card and voila! Deal done! And, look how gooooood they look!

 Sit up straight, Mother.

 On a different note, I'm almost done with my Vision Board. Here's what I've got so far.

Whether or not you believe in the law of attraction, and I don't know if I do or not, it has been a fun exercise. I find it notable that I did not include anything to do with money or anything to do with romance. I'm going to add a lottery ticket or some dollar signs or something. But because of my firm belief that all men are pigs, and yes, I know that in my heart of hearts, romance is not in the picture. Literally.

btw, has anyone noticed that lately Charlie Sheen is channeling my husband?!

Well, I know you've been waiting with bated breath to hear what I have been up to in my exciting rock star life (yawn.) Seriously though, my sister and family left after a whirlwind visit and Mom and I went up to Ft. Lauderdale, the Broward Center,  to see West Side Story. Fabulous. The dancing was so awesome. It was hard not to sing along with every single fabulous song. Unfortunately, this proved to be impossible for the man sitting next to me. oy vey

I also wanted to share this picture of one of the bromeliads in my garden. How gorgeous is this? I do love my tropical winter.

And last but not least, the beauteous Sophie. Oh, those eyes.