I had an almost entire blog entry written all about "Meth Mouth" and how productive I would be if I took meth, how I would be knitting Hot air balloons out of fingering weight yarn, knit bridal gowns, bedspreads, ship sails, etc...but then...I got better inspiration and deleted it. Let me set the stage...Bfriend and I, every so often, go into Match.com to see if we know anyone. Since we live in a small town, usually we do know quite a few people and we like to read what they say about themselves and what kind of person they are looking for. Then I ran into my XHusband! Well o'well, What do we have here? The man who came home Christmas Eve, said he didn't love me anymore, and walked out.
Upon further discussions, he said, when he asked me what happens when we die and I said "I don't know for sure" that he knew right then and there he never wanted to have a child with me. If I didn't know 100% what happens to us when we die, then our child would never be raised in a loving and safe home. And I read Fashion Magazines. And Instyle and People. And I take too long of a bath. And I don't like much Country Music. And I like to sleep with my dog in the bed. And I like to watch TV and Knit at night. He didn't like that. He didn't think I was being productive enough. He also disapproved of me knitting at friend's houses/get togethers and at sporting events. Of course, Gandhi, spent his free time sewing, so I'm sure he would have approved! But the bottom line? He just didn't love me. End of story. Pure and Simple. XHusband's profile name is "sd 2005" so read his profile and if you like what you see, and you are searching for a date, I might even be able to get you his phone number and you can call him directly.
He has alot of nice gentle qualities. You just can't be a knitter. Or have questions about the Universe and Infinity etc. etc. yadda yadda yadda.
On a lighter note, don't you love this picture of Sarah Jessica Parker? Though, if you look closer at the knitting, she's knitting in the round with straight needles. Hum.
Just one more thought, thank you SD 2005, if you hadn't left me, I would never have met Bfriend, who is the kindest, most loving man I have ever met, and I would never have had Baby...the love of my life. The Baby has given the entire family unbearable joy and happiness and completely ruined my body forever. So, once again SD 2005, many thanks that I wasn't good enough for you.
