I sit and think too much during my down time and drive myself nuts for no reason at all. I put too much pressure on myself because of my not being patient. I'm really working on it each day and hoping that my growth in this area will pay off should my relationship resume in the future.
I have a perverse fantasy about Jon Gosselin. It all starts when Kate decides to go for joint custody. With all the benefits provided by the T.V. station, it should be easy to share child care. Kate will live with the kids half the week and then she'll move into whatever bachelor pad Jon has acquired and he'll live with the kids.
The first week Jon brings along his new girlfriend. She wakes up to the work involved in raising eight kids and runs screaming for the hills. Jon tries to keep up with his kids and fails miserably. The five year old calls him mean when he tells her to be quiet and go to bed already - this makes the tabloid headlines. He calls other girlfriends, but they have seen what's happening on T.V. and are not answering their phone. By the end of the third day, Jon is curled up in a fetal position while the children run amok.
Lila here~ I spent the weekend in NYC with a great friend. It began with the Museum of Sex at 233 Fifth Ave (at 27th St).
The ground floor was all about animals and sexuality. I learned so many fun and interesting (and some slightly disturbing) things, I wanted to share a few with you. I’ll start with the disturbing thing; let’s just get that out of the way.
The first time I went out with Joshua, I thought he might be a bit too
young and boyishly thrilled by the possibilities of his own future to
focus seriously on a relationship with a woman. But I decided not to
care. Joshua was a marvelous painter who had great passion for all
things groovy and wild, and he harbored gorgeous fantasies about saving
humanity through art. We debated politics and art, and stayed up until
dawn to explore the contours of our magnificent souls. I was dizzy
with inspiration and head over heels in love.
When Joshua finally gave me the “not-looking-for-anything-serious”
speech, I was too heartbroken to recognize one enormously significant
fact about our relationship.
I made the whole thing up.
I’d known about Joshua for months before he asked me out. In his
art, I’d seen brilliance. In his character, I’d sensed an intensity I