Round 2....

I never travel without my dairy. One should always have something sensational to read on the train.- Gwendolyn Fairfax in The Importance of Being Ernest

 
I've always been a fan of the journal, writing things out, seeing my words on a page and making my thoughts clear. So there have been countless journals over the years, many physical and a few virtual. So here were are back again, to a way of sharing my life with others. It has been almost 2 years since I've regularly blogged, carrying a moleskin has been my outlet of choice in the mean time.

Strangely in 2 years time, the basics have not really changed. Same home, same boy, new job but similar position. There have been some losses and gains. Our extended family has lost some awe-inspiring souls however I've really gained the boy and his family.

So here is to round 2 (okay really like 202 but for this particular blog we'll call it 2). To trying to blog again and chronicle this crazy life I love so much. To embrace the Napa Local lifestyle of wine, food, parenting and local camaraderie. The lifestyle of a mad, though surprisingly stable, 20 something who can't wait to turn the next corner. 

"-You are quite perfect Miss. Fairfax 

-Oh I hope I am not that. It would leave no room for developments, and I intend to develop in many directs" 

The Importance of Being Ernest 1952 (which is amazing film)

The DJ

“It’s not love for music, it’s a passion, and it goes beyond liking, and beyond a hobby, it’s about a way of living… Music is essential for my life.” – Armin Van Buuren

There's just something about a guy with passion... any passion. I attest that to the unexplained attraction to muscisians, artists, athletes. Part of the stereotypical attraction has to go with a guy that can really explain something with such a great passion and fever that makes the girl want to be the canvas he uses, the guitar in his hands, the mitt over his hand, or in my case the sound board under his fingers.

Stolen kisses require an accomplice

So I'm dating... which is always a bit odd for me. So when I'm fuzzy I do what every person my age does... Google It. Apparently its a popular subject... among men? So many pages dedicated to helping a guy navigate a single mom... I didn't realize we were so difficult?

The basics of the advice I found for potential suitors is: we're a bunch of controlling, straight-forward, spitfires, who may want you but don't really need you. Be patient, understand we're completely guarded, and if you give us time we may come around.

Which is true,well sort of. Its more about protecting ourselves and our kids. We're neurotic and blunt because we don't have time to do anything else. The articles themselves were quite amusing though... the image of some studly man googling tips on how to deal with his date.  

However the resources for single moms are quite limited. Ms. Single Mama has: Finding a Man Person. And Single Mom Seeking has 3 Mistakes to Avoid if You're Dating Again. There have been a few others, but mostly whisperings of what's worked in their current situation.

Maybe this will be mine