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Wonderful Bev!

It's nice to know that there are people out there that I have who have sent me positive energy and good thoughts during my recent tough times. It's really unbelievable though that there would be someone out there that I have never even met in person that would send me a care package. I am truly touched by your generousity and heart, Bev.

It's a little hard to see in the photo, but she sent me a set of glorious sandalwood candles with chinese dragons imprinted on them. I love how apropos they are for my situation. I need inner quiet, strength and wisdom.

Morehouse Farm Merino Knits And she sent me this lovely book, Morehouse Farm Merino Knits. It's got some really nice classic designs in it. I am particularly enchanted with the Rabbit-Proof Scarf (I loved the movie as well) and Erin's Tunic. Definitely two things that I would love to make and wear for this coming winter.

Thank you, Bev, your kindness is outstanding!






As for my recent dating adventures:

I was so gaga over the guy that I recently met and wrote about. I thought that he was just as infatuated with me, too, but I don't think that is the case. It's too bad really because he was awesome. I wish I had met him a few months into the future.

You know, having been in a long term relationship for quite some time, I am used to saying what I feel, but I realize that that's not such a good thing on the dating scene: Hello dating fauxpas no. 1! Anyway, I feel like I just want to go out there and have some fun, but there are some rules that I need to learn. Ahem!

And J if you're out there, I just want to apologize again. What I did was really thoughtless. Sorry.

Comments

JustApril said…
AAAAWWWW what a sweet care package! It's interesting how strongly these blog attachments form. super bonding or something =)

As for your dating experience... it's hard to be a forthright person in date land. I always had that problem, don't like to play games or do the whole "mysterious" thing. I'm ME darnit and if that's not ok, too bad. That being said, I did have to calm myself on several occasions - bite my tongue - force myself to slow down. Guys get very intimidated by girls who know what they want and aren't scared to go get it. =)*) (I know because they told me, ha)
Miri Mack said…
I'm going to have to force myself to bite my tongue, too, April. I get a "little" gung ho.

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