I wasn't originally going to post today because I didn't think I would have anything meaningful to post about. However, with this weekend's events I think that it is appropriate and necessary to publicly thank my network of friends and family, most notably my sister, Aunt Marge, Mark J, Franz K and "Tobi's Mom". My parents have not yet been told of the breakup but I will call them later this evening to inform them. As it was, I did not read Lynette's email to me until the early morning hours, and that was not the time to call. They will be saddened by this as that I'm sure that they were convinced they were meeting a future daughter-in-law.
As for how I feel today, there is no single word to describe it. I can tell you that I am not angry about this, and to be honest, I really have nothing bad to say about Lynette. She was correct in an earlier email from last month in saying that I do not really understand her, and all I can say in my defense is that I'm not sure that a man can really understand a woman and vice versa. I'm not even sure that I understand myself at times, and I'm OK with that.
I do believe that my experience with Lynette was an extremely positive one. I can say that about every girlfriend I can think of, except for one, and I won't identify that one because she's been in the rear view mirror for a long time now.
And as for work, I was productive today, considering that I am simultaneously coming off of a vacation and a breakup. I had three technical problems to solve with a deadline of tomorrow afternoon, and two of them are done. If it hadn't been for a Monday (and the events) I would have had all three taken care of. However, I know that there are two possible solutions to the third task at hand, and I'll know which one is best before noon tomorrow. At that point I can then pull Wednesday's scheduled assignment ahead one half day earlier. (get this....me talking about work!)
As for where I go from here this week, I haven't finished figuring that out yet but I'll come up with something. I have Friday off from work and I will likely treat myself to a drive somewhere. I'm not sure if that will be to Arivaca to take some pictures or over to Greenlee County to take in the scenery.
You know, I forgot to thank my two cats, Moe and Larry. Moe was more interested in me this weekend than he was in the food dish. And Larry, well that guy is perpetually high on life, but he was more interested in cozying up to me than he was in attacking Moe.
That's it for now.
Time to resume life.
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Monday, July 12, 2010
Starting Over, Again
Lynette and I returned to Arizona on Friday the 9th without complication. I wish I could say that this was a good trip, but it wasn't. Some issues with our relationship were brought to the surface, and to be honest there were some signs that not all was well even before we went on the trip.
Our relationship is over, and it's time for me to be starting over.....again. As I am typing this, I am realizing more and more that ending this is the right thing to do. For one, I am suffering from a sense of relief. I'm not crawling into a corner for three days to cry my soul out like I did the last time I went thru something like this even though there were a few times that I wanted to propose to her (and it was hard not to). And now that it is obvious that there is no possibility of proposing, I hold no malice to her whatsoever. I regard her as a special lady and I always will. I think I'm a better person because of her, and I'm grateful for the experience. But it's now time to move on.
Our relationship is over, and it's time for me to be starting over.....again. As I am typing this, I am realizing more and more that ending this is the right thing to do. For one, I am suffering from a sense of relief. I'm not crawling into a corner for three days to cry my soul out like I did the last time I went thru something like this even though there were a few times that I wanted to propose to her (and it was hard not to). And now that it is obvious that there is no possibility of proposing, I hold no malice to her whatsoever. I regard her as a special lady and I always will. I think I'm a better person because of her, and I'm grateful for the experience. But it's now time to move on.
Friday, July 2, 2010
Checking in from Roscoe, Illinois
I am here in the middle of "flyover" country.....where the skies are blue, the hills are rolling, the grass is green, and cornfields seem to stretch in all four directions. We are staying with Lynette's sister Luann, and her husband Jerry. Our flight into Chicago was without any adverse events, which is good, and our stay here has been great!
Roscoe is about three miles south of the Illinois/Wisconsin state line. Clinton, which is where Lynette grew up, is about three miles north of that line. We were over there meeting her parents. I found them to be very nice people, and I have a better understanding now of where Lynette got her "niceness" from. I think if you were to meet her that would be one of the first things you notice about her.....that she's nice, and she tends to brighten up the room around her. As I told Lynette's mother yesterday, I feel very fortunate to have found her.
Today we were in New Glarus, Wisconsin, a small town that's very Swiss. It was settled by a group of Swiss colonists and the town today reflects that heritage. We ate lunch at a Swiss restaurant where I enjoyed a bratwurst roesti and a local beer called Fat Squirrel. It was quite the meal, and I probably shouldn't have had all those carbs, so I think I will have to go out for a walk later on this afternoon/evening when it's cooler.
On Monday, if plans hold, it's off to Coralville, Iowa where we will visit with Aunt Marge and Uncle Tony. My cousins Todd (not the one in Gilbert) and Kirk, their sons, live there too. I don't think our stay there will be as long as I would like but that's how it is when available time off from work doesn't grow on trees.
I can understand why Lynette misses Wisconsin. The scenery is neat, and the people are real nice.
The midwest is a great place to be from.
Roscoe is about three miles south of the Illinois/Wisconsin state line. Clinton, which is where Lynette grew up, is about three miles north of that line. We were over there meeting her parents. I found them to be very nice people, and I have a better understanding now of where Lynette got her "niceness" from. I think if you were to meet her that would be one of the first things you notice about her.....that she's nice, and she tends to brighten up the room around her. As I told Lynette's mother yesterday, I feel very fortunate to have found her.
Today we were in New Glarus, Wisconsin, a small town that's very Swiss. It was settled by a group of Swiss colonists and the town today reflects that heritage. We ate lunch at a Swiss restaurant where I enjoyed a bratwurst roesti and a local beer called Fat Squirrel. It was quite the meal, and I probably shouldn't have had all those carbs, so I think I will have to go out for a walk later on this afternoon/evening when it's cooler.
On Monday, if plans hold, it's off to Coralville, Iowa where we will visit with Aunt Marge and Uncle Tony. My cousins Todd (not the one in Gilbert) and Kirk, their sons, live there too. I don't think our stay there will be as long as I would like but that's how it is when available time off from work doesn't grow on trees.
I can understand why Lynette misses Wisconsin. The scenery is neat, and the people are real nice.
The midwest is a great place to be from.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
To San Jose and Back
Last Friday Lynette and I flew out to San Jose. The one in California, that is (there's one in Costa Rica too). The occasion was my niece Isabelle's #6 birthday party, but the prime motivation was to introduce Lynette to my family, and they to her. That trip had a way of sneaking up on us in the same manner that most trips do.
There you are, minding your own business, and you know that you've got a trip coming up. OK, you know it's coming, but you're still minding your own business. Eventually it hits you two days before that you need to start packing, and you'd better pack then because if you don't then you'll find out about the laundry that you need to do before you can pack your bag. I mean, most of us like to travel with clean clothes, and even if you're visiting family members it's still good form to wear clean clothes.
Yes, there was a frantic preparation period, and I was up until one in the morning on Wednesday night trying to get ready. I have class on Wednesday nights and the laundry needed doing. Even though I wasn't going to climb on board the plane until Friday morning I still needed to leave for Queen Creek on Thursday afternoon/evening. My frantic period was a little on the intense side, and I felt overwhelmed.
Anyway, when we arrived in San Jose, we were met at the airport by my parents, and I think my parents and Lynette ended up having an instant liking for each other. That's really good, because I think that whoever it is that you're contemplating marrying is going to have to "fit in", so to speak. I knew Lynette would, but there's still having to see it for yourself.
We returned yesterday, and regrettably, there wasn't time to see any tourist attractions aside from Santa Cruz. We did get to visit with Mark & Xiuwen, as well as Chip, Gabriela and Violeta.
It was good being there.
I don't miss living in San Jose one bit. I lived there for sixteen years and seven years in Santa Cruz, and I do not miss the crowds, the traffic, the high taxes, and the killer commutes.
I do miss the people there that I know, and I try to get back there from time to time.
As for meeting family members, we're not done yet.
On the 30th we get back on the plane, and this time we meet her family members in Illinois and Wisconsin. I'm looking forward to that, as that midwest food has this freshness to it that you can't get anywhere else in the country, and it's nice to see something different.
And for Lynette.......well........I'm still in awe of what a great find she is.
There you are, minding your own business, and you know that you've got a trip coming up. OK, you know it's coming, but you're still minding your own business. Eventually it hits you two days before that you need to start packing, and you'd better pack then because if you don't then you'll find out about the laundry that you need to do before you can pack your bag. I mean, most of us like to travel with clean clothes, and even if you're visiting family members it's still good form to wear clean clothes.
Yes, there was a frantic preparation period, and I was up until one in the morning on Wednesday night trying to get ready. I have class on Wednesday nights and the laundry needed doing. Even though I wasn't going to climb on board the plane until Friday morning I still needed to leave for Queen Creek on Thursday afternoon/evening. My frantic period was a little on the intense side, and I felt overwhelmed.
Anyway, when we arrived in San Jose, we were met at the airport by my parents, and I think my parents and Lynette ended up having an instant liking for each other. That's really good, because I think that whoever it is that you're contemplating marrying is going to have to "fit in", so to speak. I knew Lynette would, but there's still having to see it for yourself.
We returned yesterday, and regrettably, there wasn't time to see any tourist attractions aside from Santa Cruz. We did get to visit with Mark & Xiuwen, as well as Chip, Gabriela and Violeta.
It was good being there.
I don't miss living in San Jose one bit. I lived there for sixteen years and seven years in Santa Cruz, and I do not miss the crowds, the traffic, the high taxes, and the killer commutes.
I do miss the people there that I know, and I try to get back there from time to time.
As for meeting family members, we're not done yet.
On the 30th we get back on the plane, and this time we meet her family members in Illinois and Wisconsin. I'm looking forward to that, as that midwest food has this freshness to it that you can't get anywhere else in the country, and it's nice to see something different.
And for Lynette.......well........I'm still in awe of what a great find she is.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
My 40th post! 1/31/09
I figured that it was time to check in and post an update of what is going on. Upon signing in I noticed that there were 39 posts, and that will become 40 once this posting is published. In one way there is a lot going on and in another there isn't very much going on.
Nothing at work is really changing. I don't know what is going on with the singles scene here as that I don't have a reason to be out there among them these days. I can't tell you who is playing at the Maverick on Thursday nights as that I haven't been over there for three weeks. The weather did change some as that we had a winter storm blow thru here about nine days ago and the Catalinas still have snow on them as I saw when I looked toward them from the driveway this morning. I haven't bought any new DVDs lately, but I am reading some good books, and I intend to devote a post in the near future to discuss what I've been reading.
On the personal front though, things have changed. Lynette was down here for the weekend and she brought her son down here so that I could meet him. We've also chatted quite a bit via email and via cellphone, and I had probably better start paying attention to what's left in my balance of minutes that have rolled over. Our relationship is serious, and my next series of phone calls to my family will bring them the news that I have met someone.
In a way I can't believe that I am where I am right now. I've jokingly told Mark that when my marriage broke up in October of 1998 which set in motion the chain of events that led to a relocation to Arizona a few months later, that I somehow slipped into the wrong universe and I was now living in some parallel universe like you see sometimes on Star Trek except that the parallel universe I'm in now had some new kind of normal. And the Dave Mosier who lived in this universe somehow took my place back in that other universe and is still living in San Jose.
And so for ten years I've dealt with this universe here in Tucson, and now I'm in some other new universe but this time this universe still has me in Tucson and this time I have a girlfriend named Lynette in this universe while in the old Tucson universe my counterpart goes to the Maverick every Thursday night for dance lessons. That's fine I guess, as that I still help with the design of circuit cards in this universe but I don't yet know if this universe is going to give me same raise that I got in the last universe this year.
All joking aside about universes, (and don't get me started on relativity), I have to admit that the current set of "problems" that I now have sure beat the fire and brimstone out of the last set of problems that I had. It's a time in my life where I can say that life is good, and I don't mind publicly admitting that Lynette is turning out to be something else. I'm thinking that we had the First Date to End All First Dates. The question is now, how do we get to where we think we're supposed to be? The bridge wasn't out this time and so there's some uncharted territory down the road ahead.
While watching something on the tube last week, I noticed that when it came time for the commercials, that the volume of the commercials was louder, and the first commercial was for a hearing aid.
Listening to too many of those hearing aid commercials just might put you in the position to where you will actually need one.
And speaking of TV, is it just me, or is something wrong at the History Channel? When I first went satellite some seven years ago that was my favorite channel. The first show that I watched here via satellite was a two hour documentary on the Soviet space program and it was fascinating. I've since seen documentaries on the history of prohibition, hillbillies, Al Capone, and other good shows.
As of late they seem to be on this fixation for six hours straight of something like "Ax Men" or "Ice Road Truckers" or "Gangland". Do we really need six straight hours of each of these shows? Why not mix them up?
Or better yet, get rid of them entirely so that we can have more airtime for shows about history or for "Modern Marvels".
Time now for the evening victuals. Take care, and don't forget to pet a dog or a cat.
Nothing at work is really changing. I don't know what is going on with the singles scene here as that I don't have a reason to be out there among them these days. I can't tell you who is playing at the Maverick on Thursday nights as that I haven't been over there for three weeks. The weather did change some as that we had a winter storm blow thru here about nine days ago and the Catalinas still have snow on them as I saw when I looked toward them from the driveway this morning. I haven't bought any new DVDs lately, but I am reading some good books, and I intend to devote a post in the near future to discuss what I've been reading.
On the personal front though, things have changed. Lynette was down here for the weekend and she brought her son down here so that I could meet him. We've also chatted quite a bit via email and via cellphone, and I had probably better start paying attention to what's left in my balance of minutes that have rolled over. Our relationship is serious, and my next series of phone calls to my family will bring them the news that I have met someone.
In a way I can't believe that I am where I am right now. I've jokingly told Mark that when my marriage broke up in October of 1998 which set in motion the chain of events that led to a relocation to Arizona a few months later, that I somehow slipped into the wrong universe and I was now living in some parallel universe like you see sometimes on Star Trek except that the parallel universe I'm in now had some new kind of normal. And the Dave Mosier who lived in this universe somehow took my place back in that other universe and is still living in San Jose.
And so for ten years I've dealt with this universe here in Tucson, and now I'm in some other new universe but this time this universe still has me in Tucson and this time I have a girlfriend named Lynette in this universe while in the old Tucson universe my counterpart goes to the Maverick every Thursday night for dance lessons. That's fine I guess, as that I still help with the design of circuit cards in this universe but I don't yet know if this universe is going to give me same raise that I got in the last universe this year.
All joking aside about universes, (and don't get me started on relativity), I have to admit that the current set of "problems" that I now have sure beat the fire and brimstone out of the last set of problems that I had. It's a time in my life where I can say that life is good, and I don't mind publicly admitting that Lynette is turning out to be something else. I'm thinking that we had the First Date to End All First Dates. The question is now, how do we get to where we think we're supposed to be? The bridge wasn't out this time and so there's some uncharted territory down the road ahead.
* * * * * * *
While watching something on the tube last week, I noticed that when it came time for the commercials, that the volume of the commercials was louder, and the first commercial was for a hearing aid.
Listening to too many of those hearing aid commercials just might put you in the position to where you will actually need one.
* * * * * * *
And speaking of TV, is it just me, or is something wrong at the History Channel? When I first went satellite some seven years ago that was my favorite channel. The first show that I watched here via satellite was a two hour documentary on the Soviet space program and it was fascinating. I've since seen documentaries on the history of prohibition, hillbillies, Al Capone, and other good shows.
As of late they seem to be on this fixation for six hours straight of something like "Ax Men" or "Ice Road Truckers" or "Gangland". Do we really need six straight hours of each of these shows? Why not mix them up?
Or better yet, get rid of them entirely so that we can have more airtime for shows about history or for "Modern Marvels".
* * * * * * *
Time now for the evening victuals. Take care, and don't forget to pet a dog or a cat.
Friday, January 22, 2010
My First Date with Lynette! or, Does eHarmony really work?
I can now make this public.
I just wrapped up my first date with Lynette, who I met over eHarmony. We went thru the "guided communication" steps, sending each other prewritten questions, then those we wrote ourselves, then open communication thru their system.
It quickly went to private email, and then to the phone. The "buildup" to this was phenomenal. It was scary. And I hadn't been this nervous on a first date for years. I mean years! It was like being 16 all over again.
In a situation like this, that is the "buildup", well it seemed that no matter how you sliced it we were compatible. She didn't waste any time into getting this into an honest and open dialog. From the anonymity of the keyboard I opened up. And I kept wondering, is it going to be different this time?
Those were legitimate questions. In October of 2005 I was in some great dialog with this Linda in Scottsdale who I met via Match.com. She practically promised me the moon. We went out on a date, and it was like a scene from some Stephen King novel. I'm thinking, this is weird, I've been led down some long winding road to get to a dead end, and why did I let this happen?
Then in early 2006 there was this Sheri from Dewey, Arizona, also from Match. She got a little brazen in our first phone call and I loved it. I ran down the battery in my cordless phone talking to her. She said all the things I wanted to hear. I could hardly wait to meet.
However, I got suspicious on that one. I ran a check of the online court records and learned that she had several convictions for passing bad checks. She was also the target of several civil actions from those bad checks. And, she was still technically married since her divorce action showed up and the decree didn't look like it was going to be final anytime soon. She quickly got an email from me stating that I had panicked, wasn't ready, and asked that she not contact me further.
That wasn't a lie. I was not ready for someone like her! And there was a sense of panic as that I was on the brink of arranging a meeting for that one.
In early 2007, and again from Match, there was Mary from El Paso, or "Little Miss El Paso" as my friend Cheryl called her. The emails were getting on the steamy side. I was about to commit to a trip to El Paso to meet her. Then she asked me if there was such a thing as "love at first sight" via computer. I related to her that I wasn't sure that there was such a thing, that instead I would have to meet the person. I also offhandedly remarked what my friends would think about my going to El Paso to meet someone.
Well, Little Miss El Paso really lit into me on that one. I got this angry tirade from her about pulling back, and that it didn't matter what my friends thought, we were going to meet and it was going to happen with us.
What Little Miss El Paso doesn't know is just how highly I think of my friends. Nobody, but nobody criticizes my friends! Nobody! I happen to think that my closest friends are all better people than I am, each and every one of them. The way I see it, is that my friends are very important to me, and I just won't stand for anyone criticizing them.
Anyway, with those three examples, I found myself down that road again. That road that you're not sure if the bridge was out the last time has the bridge in it now. Where the advertising looks promising, the scenery is fantastic.......but will the bridge that's up ahead be there when you need to cross it?
This time the bridge was there. I found out that Lynette and I had way more in common than I could possibly have imagined. We found oursevles as instant soulmates! And so, after a first date that will be cherished as a prized memory for the rest of my life, we immediately agreed on a mutually exclusive relationship.
This is better than anything I have ever experienced. I am quite pleased to be making this public!
We agreed on how things would be, how we would resolve conflicts, things we would like to do this year, and places we would go. There are some initial challenges with scheduling as that she is a nurse and I am an engineer. She lives in Queen Creek and I live in Tucson. But we'll work around these things.
It really feels good to be "off the market". It really does.
I just wrapped up my first date with Lynette, who I met over eHarmony. We went thru the "guided communication" steps, sending each other prewritten questions, then those we wrote ourselves, then open communication thru their system.
It quickly went to private email, and then to the phone. The "buildup" to this was phenomenal. It was scary. And I hadn't been this nervous on a first date for years. I mean years! It was like being 16 all over again.
In a situation like this, that is the "buildup", well it seemed that no matter how you sliced it we were compatible. She didn't waste any time into getting this into an honest and open dialog. From the anonymity of the keyboard I opened up. And I kept wondering, is it going to be different this time?
Those were legitimate questions. In October of 2005 I was in some great dialog with this Linda in Scottsdale who I met via Match.com. She practically promised me the moon. We went out on a date, and it was like a scene from some Stephen King novel. I'm thinking, this is weird, I've been led down some long winding road to get to a dead end, and why did I let this happen?
Then in early 2006 there was this Sheri from Dewey, Arizona, also from Match. She got a little brazen in our first phone call and I loved it. I ran down the battery in my cordless phone talking to her. She said all the things I wanted to hear. I could hardly wait to meet.
However, I got suspicious on that one. I ran a check of the online court records and learned that she had several convictions for passing bad checks. She was also the target of several civil actions from those bad checks. And, she was still technically married since her divorce action showed up and the decree didn't look like it was going to be final anytime soon. She quickly got an email from me stating that I had panicked, wasn't ready, and asked that she not contact me further.
That wasn't a lie. I was not ready for someone like her! And there was a sense of panic as that I was on the brink of arranging a meeting for that one.
In early 2007, and again from Match, there was Mary from El Paso, or "Little Miss El Paso" as my friend Cheryl called her. The emails were getting on the steamy side. I was about to commit to a trip to El Paso to meet her. Then she asked me if there was such a thing as "love at first sight" via computer. I related to her that I wasn't sure that there was such a thing, that instead I would have to meet the person. I also offhandedly remarked what my friends would think about my going to El Paso to meet someone.
Well, Little Miss El Paso really lit into me on that one. I got this angry tirade from her about pulling back, and that it didn't matter what my friends thought, we were going to meet and it was going to happen with us.
What Little Miss El Paso doesn't know is just how highly I think of my friends. Nobody, but nobody criticizes my friends! Nobody! I happen to think that my closest friends are all better people than I am, each and every one of them. The way I see it, is that my friends are very important to me, and I just won't stand for anyone criticizing them.
Anyway, with those three examples, I found myself down that road again. That road that you're not sure if the bridge was out the last time has the bridge in it now. Where the advertising looks promising, the scenery is fantastic.......but will the bridge that's up ahead be there when you need to cross it?
This time the bridge was there. I found out that Lynette and I had way more in common than I could possibly have imagined. We found oursevles as instant soulmates! And so, after a first date that will be cherished as a prized memory for the rest of my life, we immediately agreed on a mutually exclusive relationship.
This is better than anything I have ever experienced. I am quite pleased to be making this public!
We agreed on how things would be, how we would resolve conflicts, things we would like to do this year, and places we would go. There are some initial challenges with scheduling as that she is a nurse and I am an engineer. She lives in Queen Creek and I live in Tucson. But we'll work around these things.
It really feels good to be "off the market". It really does.
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