I have clothes to put on , because I have been waking between 3 and 4 as well - and I know which direction to look. It is slightly foggy out, but if I wake up it will be a good thing to do

It's 2am and I didn't see any meteors. I'm going to bed.

I saw a few, then I got cold and came back inside. Better than my historical average for meteor showers.

I wanted to go look for meteors, but I'm still fighting that cold, so I went to bed by 11:00.

Posted a rant on Facebook. I shouldn't spend time doing that, but man Trump gets under my skin.

No crudity in the English language is sufficient to express my opinion of the state of Trump's grey matter.

On Fbook a friend of mine quoted the thing about making America great again means taking us back to a time when many people were not included. Someone accused R. of "outlandish fear tactics" in saying that. "I think that your fear that some future president will have the ability to create a country that is 'less inclusive' is ridiculous." I will not ask, "What the HELL are you smoking?" I will not ask, "What the HELL are you smoking?" I will not ask, "What the HELL are you smoking?"

That is exactly what happened, Jesse. Pulled away from the gate and waited. But after all that, we're only a few minutes late.

And that part's because of the bullshit scheduling they do now to boost "on time arrivals"! I don't know why that pisses me off so much, but it does. I think it's the NYC-LA route that used to be exactly 6 hours and now they schedule it for like 6.5.

Part of it is to improve on-time arrivals and departures, but another part is completely out of their control. Flights are given departure slots by air traffic control, and if they miss them, they go all the way to the back of the line to the first available slot, which can mean hours at busy airports. So loading a plane, and then pushing back without taking off is all about making sure you don't miss your slot. All of the pre-flight checks have been performed, so the pilots can just take off when given the go-ahead. When airlines load a plane and then tell you you're going to sit on the tarmac for a delay, it's because there's an indication that the reason for the delay could disappear and the plane can take off sooner. Sometimes it happens and sometimes it doesn't. And if it goes beyond three hours, well the passengers are getting federally-mandated compensation.

It's amazing how much of the ridiculous information I learned from Rob I retained, though this is certainly applicable to my current life.

I've been in a relationship for 2 years now. I wasn't looking for one, but it fell in my lap. There was a certain amount of education that took place, because he was not used to a partner that didn't need to know what was going on in his life every minute of every day nor have the need to spend every waking moment with him. We both have lives and friends outside of each other, and it's good for us to nurture those things. I get to do my gym stuff and trips to hang out with friends, and he's met a Buffista or two. Life was good before, and he just adds to it. I wasn't going to get into a relationship where I couldn't continue doing the things that make me happy. Schedule coordination is a bit crazy sometimes, but what he brings to the table is worth more to me than the aggravation. I fully realize that it's not the same for everybody.

He has been amazing in dealing with the days I miss Rob. He's never seen it as a repudiation of our relationship, and he encourages me to talk about him whenever I want. My father has called him Rob on more than one occasion and he shrugs it off. "It's only normal. Rob was a part of this family for 13 years. Besides, you're his daughter and he still calls you Lisa every once in a while."

I lucked out. There's no way I could have dealt with on-line dating, and being set up by friends was less than successful. EMTguy literally walked into my bar.

(I've been reading along and sending the silent~ma, but sometimes I get so far behind that I feel like I'm congratulating a birth on baby's first birthday.)

ION, Cindy!!! It is so good to see you around.

Well, I did leave him. I guess I did it for a reason, right?

I remained friends with my first husband until he died. We corresponded via email for the most part but would talk on the phone too. From time to time I would feel bad about leaving him, but he always managed to say or do something with enough frequency that it would remind me why it was the very best thing that I left.

Relationships are not easy. At all. If I could name one key I would have to say equality. If one person has a much stronger personality or if one is dependent I think it can't or shouldn't work out for the long term. When both parties are confident and independent, and probably when both are dependent, the balance makes it work better.

My beloved had a very strong personality, but he was also dependent on me. I honestly don't think he could have coped with daily living without me. I think I kept him focused. I'm sure he had a myriad undiagnosed cognitive issues. I often contemplated leaving him, but life without him always seemed so much bleaker than life with him, however challenging it got.

It seems like my relationship is starting to go down in flames. If that happens, I think I'm done. I don't think I'm good enough to be in a relationship.