I've been doing pretty well, but this one rib turned on me Thursday. Right now I've got it tamped down, but I keep typing things like "deep seeded resentments."

Ginger, I (sorta) feel your typo pain; with this learning to type quickly one-armed, I have felt the burning shame of many misspelled words and lack of commas and caps. I hope your rib and your pain abate soon!

smonster, I always disbelieved people when I was lonely and was convinced I would never find anyone to love/love me. Plus, I was a 200+ lb. woman with large brains she was not willing to hide, and very assertive, with...well, you guys know my long-seated mental health struggles. I had truly, truly, truly given up.

You are lovely, giving, intelligent, skilled, lively and with a lovely body and soul. And let me say -- the feeling of "I'll never find anyone" is awful...I wept over it many a time (oh, the drunken sobbing on various girlfriends' shoulders, before I decided that I was Just Not The Marrying Type, and then a year later...BOOM!) but waiting to find the right person? Is worth it. Compromising isn't.

Also, I think my OKC account is still active. Iffn you want, I would be delighted, when you feel ready, to help you tweak your profile into something unique and intriguing, if you feel it needs a tweak. (That offer stands for any Buffista.)

Can you help me tweak mine so it doesn't pick up woman my mothers age?

Also if you have a new iPad, they have a new feature with a little microphone in the keyboard, where you talk and it types what you say. It doesn't do punctuation but it's a start. A little editing is needed but it gets the bulk of it done for you, especially if you're typing one-handed.

HA! As I was dictating this message, I discovered if you say the word comma, it'll put one in. Periods too.

before I decided that I was Just Not The Marrying Type, and then a year later...BOOM!)

It's freaky how often that happens. After deciding "OK, I can cope on my own, though I don't like it," I literally trip over Hubby. Nearly 30 years ago now.

No guarantees, o-a, but yes!

And Connie, I know! It's so weird; gave up on finding a mate -- found the perfect one by accident. Gave up my struggle with being obese, lost 50+ lbs without trying. So strange.

Strix, that would be awesome. Sending username...

It's freaky how often that happens.

I keep trying to give up but my sneaky heart won't let me.

I keep trying to give up but my sneaky heart won't let me.

Yeah, it used to piss me off when people would say "just give up and it will happen." I never understood what that meant and it was not something I could make myself do. And I still found an improbably perfect someone. I always say "you never know what will happen." If it will help ward off despair at all.

Brunch et up, bloody mary dranken, cat food for both boys acquired, sheets changed, Old Bay restocked, laundry laundering.

I am feeling much more lively than I thought I would, given that I got a wee bit hammered last night. Sign it's time for Nora to go home: ordering a manhattan from the local dive bar (Pete's.) I had a lot of fun, though!

No guarantees, o-a, but yes!

If it's any comfort, giving up was easier than looking. I had no clue how to go about looking, so I shrugged and went on my lazy way. And it wasn't totally serendipitous, I met Hubby at an SCA event that Amy (Amy Parker) wanted to go to, and she knew of the SCA through her husband, and her husband either found out about the SCA because of Hubby or met Hubby already, so Amy could tell me, "It's OK that he's interested, we're fairly sure he's not an axe murderer. In fact, come by the house tomorrow night, he'll be there."

I've been sleeping next to him fairly constantly ever since.