My Mom and Salad

My Mom makes great salad and she made one for this week. I don’t know what is on to her, but even if she knew I am in a diet, she invited me to eat her salad. There seems to be no occassion but she made one.

I guess I am not used to this, my Mom seems to be at peace now and I guess I know why.

This week we talked about relatives and how some woman would betray their husband. I told her, I can’t imagine why some people would do such things. Some would say, once you’ve had sex you will keep on looking for it. And I told my Mom, in my experience, only the first 3 months was hard, because it seems hard to adjust, but the next months are bearable and eventually, you won’t remember what sex is like.

Maybe, that was the reason my Mom is happy and making me salad. She finally believes that I am not having sex with anybody nor I am with anybody special right now.

I know I have had my times where I was a bitch. I have been into a relationship with married men. Actually, only the father of my kids is the one man “I think” is not married that I had sex with, and that I am not even certain. YES, I have had my bad times and I was a mess. That was my past and we all learn from our mistakes right? Some may be hard to absorb and we keep on repeating the same mistakes over and over and we keep on experiencing things over and over because lessons we need to learn has not been learned.

My Mom made a salad. She is happy and I am happy. My daughter loves my Mom’s salad as well, she was the one who finished the salad I brought with me here on my computer table.

A salad

Three Shows and More Than One Episode

I have been soo addicted to TV Series now. I have paid a website for a month use of their service and I don’t get to sleep at night because I watch series that I like and I can’t stop watching if the ending is somehow leading me to the next episode.

That is just typically me!

I don’t know where I have mentioned this, but I certainly have expressed that thru that TV series, I could feel love again, maybe not for me but I feel for the characters in the series.

At least I know my heart is still beating and it isn’t stone cold.

I think that is my way to escape the reality of my love-life, because as of now, there aren’t any. Of course I have this sex offers, but I keep on thinking, I wouldn’t go back to where I was before. I am moving forward. Yes, I guess that is the right way to do it.

I have suitors as well, but I’ve been pushing them off, not because I don’t like them, but because they were my past and I want to leave it at that. If it didn’t work for us before, then certainly I could see myself having same problems with them again. I know me, and so far, I am satisfied with what I have now. I am happy, that I could say.