Cup of Gall anyone?

Imagine if you will, it is your first date in ten years. So naturally, you are a bit nervous, you haven't done this in a long time, and the last time you did you certainly didn't have any kids in the picture. Then imagine being picked up at your parents house. One word comes to mind, right?
Humiliation.
In the first few minutes of my first date after reentering the dating world, my date asked me, "So what time is you curfew?" Just teasing me about living with the parents. It was even better when later in the eveing, and it was late, we'd lost track of time. My Dad called wondering where I was. I didn't answer of course, or maybe I did, I can't remember. But immediately my date was asking,
"Who calls you this late?"
"That'd, be my Dad."
"Seriously?"
"Serious as a heart attack."
One of the joys of living with the parents as an adult. Having someone checking in on you, something you haven't been accomstomed to for quite some time.
A friend of mine wanted to set me up. The first thing the guy asked her was, "Does she live with her parents?"
The answer, "Yes, but..." at the time I was still at my parents, house getting close to moving back to mine.
Followed by, "Is she ugly?"
I'm kidding I don't think that was the exact words, but I'm sure he asked something to this effect.
Another poetential set up asked if I was a sweet spirit.
It can be brutal out there. Luckily I've had good luck thus far.
Dating now, is better in a lot of ways than it was in my younger days. I'm comfortable with myself. You either like me or you don't, and I'm ok with it. I don't have to be liked by everyone, I like myself so, if you don't, oh well. Can't please everyone, so you might as well please yourself. Right? That sounds really selfish, but there is some truth in it. You've gotta be true to yourself. Dating is also worse. It's a logistical nightmare. Trying to schedule a date into your already over scheduled life is well, difficult. Plus at this age everyone has significantly more bagage, me included.
So to anyone over 30 in the dating arena, best of luck to you. And hey, just think, it could be worse... you could be living with your parents, and trying to get a date...

Random Update

Life has been busy, and I do not have the internet, at my house so my blogging has diminished. I know, who doesn't have the internet at home? Me. So far we've done alright, but I may have lasted as long as I can. I hate to say it is a necessity, but it sorta feels like one in todays world.
What we've been up to:

• I think most people who read this, know Jeremy and I got divorced. Not what anyone thinks will happen going into a marriage, but, it is what it is. We are trying to make the best out of an unideal situation. Is that I word? I don't think so... Unideal I mean.
• I moved back into my house in the beginning of August. I had been living at my parents since the middle of February with 3 kids in tow. Also, unideal. We made the best of it and my parents are amazing. I will never be able to repay them for all they have done for me. I could write many blogs about the humors and trials of living with your parents as an adult, as I'm sure my parents could write many about having your 31 year old daughter and 5, 4, and 2 year old grandkids move in with you for 6 months. It wasn't easy for any of us, but we survivied and one day when we are a little further out from it, I'll share some of these anticdotes.
• I am currently juggling a couple of jobs, houshold, and kids. I have amazing help from neighbors, and family who are near and dear to my heart. I just wish they were on the receiving end a little more instead of me. One day, I'll for sure pay it forward. That is the thing about trials, they really teach you to have compassion for others, and to suspend judgment a little bit. I just hope one day when I'm not as close to my "trial" I will remember it, remember the people who have carried me through and continue to develop compassion for those whose lives aren't where they maybe hoped they would be. Sometimes when things are going good, it's easy to pass judgement, I don't want to fall into this trap.
• More on my neighbors, who are my saving grace, the Cleverly's. Andrew spends most mornings before school and afternoons after school, here. One day as he was looking at the pictures of Shauna's six kids on the wall, he asked her when she was going to get a picture of him up on the wall. The kid is a crack up and I love him, although he continues to fight me on many fronts. Hopefully we will both learn how to deal with this power struggle a little better. Andrew also asked Shauna one day when her dad stopped by, "So if he's your Dad, and since I'm a part of the family now, Does that mean he's my Grandpa?" I think it went something like that. When he is not at the Cleverly's he is asking if he can go over. I have to say NOOOO, you already spend ample amounts of time there. I am grateful for this as I couldn't hand pick a better influence for my little boy than the Cleverly's. We love you, thanks so much.
• I'm glad my last name is not Hagelhore. This is not made up, someone really has this surname, although I'm not sure of the spelling. I've just heard it overhead at my work.
• I'm not ready for the snow and cold weather that came today.
• Halloween is beginning to rivival Christmas in its festivities. We have 6 Halloween activities this week. That is ridiculous, and I'm sure we will attend every one. I think it is okay, the kids will love it and I'll be exhauseted. If all weeks were like this, it would be a problem; they are not.
• I've missed blogging and hopefully, I'll be doing it more regularly in the future. And hopefully my Camera will be fixed soon. Andrew busted it earlier this year, and I'm finally getting around to getting it fixed. I haven't liked being without it for so long, hobbies are important.